Lyrics

Wheat fields, softly in the night, you were never going to be that way. Chasing it, dead grass sticking to your face. In Evergreen, stopping in the mud there are bodies under here you'd say, that wanted things. It's just a story would you tell it anyway.

I knew you so well, did you know.

There was a leaf rain coming that would stop between the sky and ground. And running though, you could drink it just by opening your mouth. But before, you couldn't stand the sadness or the thirst of an overcast. And even worse, when it was good you knew it always came back.

I knew you so well, did you know.