Red - Little Green Cars

I felt the steel all along my back

I know when they go,

No, they won’t be back

So please, take my words,

Wrap them up into a prayer

Please, when I’m gone,

Talk about me like I’m still there

I’ve been so lost,

Don’t know up,

And don’t know down

When you find my space,

Put me back in the ground

So please, take my words,

Wrap them up into a prayer

Please, when I’m gone,

Talk about me like I’m still there