Whisper Grass

A frieze of you is with me now A frieze of you with knitted brow A frieze of you asking how I could If you're inclined, to prove myself If you're inclined, to a whisper gra*s shell With God above and not much else The air gets thin I Came down, gave in I The air gets thin I Came down, gave in I The game I'm in, I win and lose The simple love, you gave to me And quiet days, a frieze of you The air gets thin I Came down, gave in I The air gets thin I Came down, gave in I The air gets thin I Came down, gave in I The air gets thin Came down, gave in Granite cold detached and granite cold I stood Came down, gave in