Jealous of the Birds
The Grass Begins to Eat Itself
[Opening]
(Spoken)
I wanna go up to you and say:
"I love you, I love you, I love you"

[Verse 1]
The room smells of sandalwood and cold cups of coffee
Did you mean the words you said?
Try to be so good, but wilt like a poppy
The seeds fall from my head

[Chorus]
And oh, yes, I see, the grass begins to eat itself
And oh, yes, I see, the grass begins to eat itself
And oh, yes, I see, the grass begins to eat itself
And oh, yes, I see, the grass begins to eat itself

[Verse 2]
My God, come and help me dig the sand for an oyster
What's the point without a pearl?
Earth became so big, I thought the new sky would
Surely swallow up my girl

[Chorus]
And oh, yes, I see, the grass begins to eat itself
And oh, yes, I see, the grass begins to eat itself
And oh, yes, I see, the grass begins to eat itself
And oh, yes, I see, the grass begins to eat itself
And oh, yes, I see, the grass begins to eat itself
There's no need to criticise I've already checked myself
And oh, yes, I see, the grass begins to eat itself
There´s no need to criticise I've already checked myself

[Bridge]
(Spoken)
Oh darling, what do you do with the truth?
Mozart wrote his first symphony when he was 8 years old
The coral reefs are blanched white and crumbling away
The starlings still soar in murmurations above Albert Bridge
And I am with them. I need to call my parents more and form the words "I love you". The thunderstorm in Woodstock still colors my dreams, washing lines are strung like bunting in the alleyways of Greek islands, neon light is burning into our retinas. Maybe one day you'll believe that you are golden, maybe one day I´ll write a novel and be satisfied, maybe one day we´ll get to where we´re going, and fruit will hang heavy on the vine

[Chorus]
And oh, yes, I see, the grass begins to eat itself
There's no need to criticise I've already checked myself
And oh, yes, I see, the grass begins to eat itself
There´s no need to criticise I've already checked myself
And oh, yes, I see, the grass begins to eat itself
There's no need to criticise I've already checked myself
And oh, yes, I see, the grass begins to eat itself
There´s no need to criticise I've already checked myself