Cut your head up nice, kid
Now you can rewind
To find the time to sit down
And clear out your mind
Well, I've been stacking things up
So I can't be cruel
And you've been sitting stagnant
On your father's pew
And I, I want to go on
Into the context that I came from
Back the ground, back to that heartbeat
I once found and it turned into earth
You pound yourself like you owe
The world some defense
And the podium is burning
And you owe no penance
But I once saw a woman kneel
In the Great American Hall
In a whisper to her daughter baby
You are my miracle, oh
And I, I want to go on
Into the context that I came from
Back the ground, back to that heartbeat
I once found and turned into earth
Back the contents worth, back to your favorite scheme
Now tell me when's your big scene
'Cause either way you see it, I'm lost over you
And either way you need it, I'm all over you
And either way you see it I'm boss over you
To the ground, back to that heartbeat
I once found and turned into earth
Back to the contents worth
Back to your favorite scheme
Now tell me when's your big scene