Arrowhead - You Blew It!

We used to lie in the grass

Our fingers holding the Earth back

From the spaces that it hurled itself through

But of course, it was too strong

For the muscles pulsing in our palms

As we careened around the sun

There’s got to be something wrong with me

I’ll never get those moments past

Its company in time’s grasp

Its ever-growing refuge

There’s got to be something wrong with me

A Higgs boson of my own

There’s got to be something wrong with me

A Higgs boson of my own

There’s got to be something wrong with me

A Higgs boson of my own

There’s got to be something wrong with me

A Higgs boson of my own

We used to lie in the grass

With our company in time’s grasp

Its ever-growing refuge

As we careened around the sun