from
The Last Menagerie,
released December 25, 2014
Pulling back the skin across your face
you are staring into eyes
you don't know who he is
There's a stranger standing at your door
she is infinitely lost in your philosophy
in the ritualistic age of the monotony
if you know that I am here
then you should talk to me
You can go where the grass doesn't grow
and the dust is alive
cause the grass doesn't grow
and the people that live there are made out of stone
they can only survive where the grass doesn't grow
where the grass doesn't grow
where the grass doesn't grow