Between Me And The Ground - Dead Meadow

I found myself perched up on the roof

Balanced on a weather vane

If in the darkening distance should come

The howling wind and rain

I’ll be the first to know

Which way the wind may blow

And if when it hits, I should slip

And start to to tumble down

I hope that you’d come between me

And the cold hard ground

Just like a ship left all to the wind

We slowly did drift

Like me and George, Valley Forge

Thanks for the lift

I’ll be the first to know

Which way the wind may blow

And if when it hits, I should slip

And start to to tumble down

I hope that you’d come between me

And the cold hard ground