Brush with the Wild - Grandaddy

And dream of a girl or somebody else’s life

I’m trying a road that’s dead on the end

That’s how it goes, so copy and save and send

A brush with the wild, we were the best

It’s all I recall, I forget the rest

I’ll wait for a bus, I’m boarding a plane

I’m insane

A brush with the wild, we were the best

It’s all I can do, a beautiful mess

I’m making the call, my message is lame

I’m insane

We had a thing whatever it’s called

And you were a dream, and I was a concrete wall

There’s a fox in the snow, alone by a fence

But the fence’s too tall, now it’s making me all depressed

A brush with the wild, we were the best

It’s all I recall, I forget the rest

I’ll wait for a bus, on board on a place

I’m insane

A brush with the wild, we were the best

It’s all I can do, a beautiful mess

I’m making the call, my message is lame

I’m insane

I’m calling you now, my message is lame

I’m insane

I’m missing you now, my message is lame

My message is lame

I’m insane

I’m insane