An Indian summer And the sugar in the air Reminds me of Eden Those silver dollars In a box of old coins Some green I'm breathing in Take your inspiration from the grave Trace around like you're someone to save And the hawk, she flies so low As the years go by so slow High up in the wilds Let me down low You let me down So low Down low High up in the wilds Let me down low You let me down So low No seasons to blame We're just strays Dying to stay And no reason to change We're just strays Dying to stay So I cut my hair, forget to shave Ooh, I can't explain, still feel the same So I slow my brain, it's the only way To keep me sane, still feel the same, oh If we never take apart the machine Never find out what "you mattered" means And the people are down below With no place else to go High up in the wilds Let me down low You let me down So low Down low High up in the wilds Let me down low You let me down So low