Pastures

where'd you go? where have you gone?
it's not the same now that it's all gone wrong.
i'd like to have you on my own-
or are you just a bleeding stone?

still sounds the same.
still sounds the same.

i hear you laugh and it still sounds the same.
like we're back to the same old games-
the little things you used to play.
i hear you laugh and it still sounds the same.

where you go and how you last.
don't be troubled by your past.
are you all torn up inside
or are you feeding on your pride?