Strays

An Indian summer

And the sugar in the air

Reminds me of Eden

Those silver dollars

And a box of old coins

And green I'm breathing in

Take your inspiration from a grave

Trace around like you're someone to save

And the hawk, she flies so low

As the years go by slow

Slow, high up in the wilds

Let me down low, you let me down so low

Down low, high up in the wilds

Let me down low, you let me down so low

No seasons to blame

We're just strays

Dying to stay

No reason to change

We're just strays

Dying to stay

So I cut my hair

To get to say

What I can't explain

Still feel the same

So I slow my brain

It's the only way

To keep me sane

Still feel the same, oh

If you never take apart the machine

You'll never find out what the net means

And the people are down below

With no place else to

Go, high up in the wilds

Let me down low, you let me down so low

Down low, high up in the wilds

Let me down low, you let me down so low