Pilate
Pearl Jam
Yield
Pilate
Talk of circles, and punching out.
Looking in, drawing circles down.
Falling up, then south, marking ground.
Talking out of turn, drawing circles down.
Like Pilate I have a dog. (x2)
Walks me out of town. Still one's a crowd.
Making angels in the dirt.
Looking up, looking all around.
Like Pilate I have a dog. Obeys, listens, kisses, loves. (x2)
Stunned by my own reflection.
It's looking back, sees me too clearly, and I swore I'd never go there again.
Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down.
You down... (x3)
Like Pilate I have a dog. Obeys, listens, kisses, loves. (x3)
Like Pilate I have a dog.