The song Graze is performed by Live in the album named Secret Samadhi in the year 1997 .
People should not be afraid
We came to the earth to graze
No shortcuts to the face
This means you
A child gives you his shoes
People should not be afraid
We came to the earth to graze
If it slithers into the haze
It can't be true
A child gives you his shoes
In the early mornin', cut her down
The pill, she needs your love
Forget your mother and your father
They aren't important, son
We came to the earth to graze
And everyone's diggin' in
Now there's no time to live
Live, yea
People should not be afraid
The artist does figure eights
But will it stand the test of time
Or will he rot
Like the mission that tried too hard
In the early morning, cut her down
The pill, she needs your love
Forget your mother and your father
You'll fall apart inside
We came to the earth to graze
And everyone's diggin' in
Now there's no time to live
Live, yea
We came to the earth to graze
Now everyone's diggin' in
Now there's no time to live
Live, yea, hey, haa
In the early morning, cut her down
She really needs your love
Forget your mother and your father
They aren't important son
We came to the earth to graze
Now everyone's diggin' in
Now there's no time to live
Live, yea, yea, yea, yea
I don't care, oh no