Dry Grass & Shadows

There are things that I've seen in my head while I'm sleeping in bed
 They do not wither in the morning light
 I'm taken back, oh I'm taken back to the dry grass and the shadows
 Thinking I'd like to look at your teeth lined up in perfect rows
 A maze of children feeding orchard trees
 Where the flat lands stretch inside your mouth
 And when you laugh all the star thistles stumble out
 The flat lands stretch inside your mouth
 And when you laugh all the star-thistles stumble out
 Strong spines of valley hills all overgrown in gold
 Look softer than a spool of old silk thread
 But if we walked down with our feet
 I'd be pulling spines and barbs and fox tails from your skin
 Oh, if we walked down with our feet
 I'd be pulling spines and barbs and fox tails from your skin
 There are things that I've seen in my head while I'm sleeping in bed
 They do not wither in the morning light
 I'm taken back, oh I'm taken back to the dry grass and the shadows
 I'm taken back, oh I'm taken back to the dry grass and the shadows