I don't care who knows
Whatever I'm just gonna feel so low
So weary of the world
For once I catch above before it goes
No need to direct my feet
Across the spring of imagining
I'll leave my boots at home
Just sit watching how green it grows
On my side, not the other side
I wouldn't step into the front until I realize
It was on my side, not the other side
Where the gra** was greener