In the breeze heads of corn they were nodding like they knew
As they beat out a path like a cloven hoof
And in the sun, in the sun, skin peeling in the sun
Laying like broken buttons, unmatched, undone
Follow me down

She said don't follow me down'

Wide awake on a foreign mattress
Don't follow me down'
Drag yourself across a foreign campus
Don't follow me down'
And in our sleep we are all lonely babies
Twitching fingers and furrowed brows
Not all our dreams are savoury

Three days later and they are always done
No one like a puzzle too easy to solve