Lie Down In The Grass - Charlie Peacock, Steve Taylor, Margaret Becker

Voice in the daytime, a dream at night,

Out the screen door, in the moonlight,

Take a look and you’ll see someone saying, «Come unto me.»

Swing down from the winner’s seat,

Ears ringing to an ancient beat,

Lie down in the grass, oh, lie down,

Lie down, lie down in the grass.

Merry-go-round, a sight to see,

Spinning visions of enemies,

Disconnected, all alone,

Rest upon the cornerstone.

Swing down from the winner’s seat,

Ears ringing to an ancient beat,

Lie down in the grass, oh, lie down,

Lie down, lie down in the grass.

Wash your hands of twisted thought,

Pull the switches on what you’ve been taught,

Drop a line, make it straight,

A narrow path can lift the weight.

Swing down from the winner’s seat,

Ears ringing to an ancient beat,

Lie down in the grass, oh, lie down,

Lie down, lie down in the grass.

Voice in the daytime, a dream at night,

Out the screen door, in the moonlight — lie down,

Voice in the daytime, a dream at night,

Out the screen door, in the moonlight — lie down,

Voice in the daytime, a dream at night,

Out the screen door, in the moonlight — lie down,

Voice in the daytime, a dream at night,

Out the screen door, in the moonlight — lie down.