Race through the country The perfect carnivore Pull over and stop to breathe There's grape jelly on your sleeve You pick me up I pull you down Down to the ground Make the most of daylight A sun-drenched meadow by the dumpster I came back high and hungover From your flickering light I hope you Find your way home I hope you Find your way home I hope you Find your way home I hope you Find your way home To the country The perfect manifested heaven And stop to breathe There's an aching heart on your sleeve You pick me up I pull you down You pick me up Down to the ground You pick me up Up and down Down to the ground Your brain unbuckled Luxurious And softer than sand