Pearl Jam - YieldPilateLooking in, drawing circles down Falling up then south, marking ground Talking out of turn, drawing circles down Like pilate, I have a dog Walks me out of town, still one's a crowd Making angels in the dirt, looking up, looking all around Like pilate, I have a dog ~ obeys, listens, kisses, loves Stunned by my own reflection It's looking back, sees me too clearly And I swore I'd never go there again Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down Like pilate, I have a dog ~ obeys, listens, kisses, loves Index |
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