Lay Me Back Down

Portugal. The Man

I remember things, not many things

I don't remember where my feet touch the ground

But I remember every word and every sound

I remember things, not many things

I don't remember when the ships hit the sea

But I remember my name and what they paid for me

They placed me in the bed with the cold hearted people

Divided into space.

Lay me back down

In the holes and the warmth that we've warmed up

Pour me on in

Lay me back down

Lay me back down

Aahhhhh...

I remember things, not many things

I don't remember presidents or what they did

But I remember the wars and just who profited

I remember things, not many things

I don't remember place in times

But I remember the love and just who gave me it

In the bed with the cold hearted people

And listen to them working too hard

Lay me back down

In the holes and the warmth that we've warmed up

I hear them calling me back to the ground

I hear them calling me back where I belong