Morning grass

In the rainy wet morning grass
When the sun’s bright but still fresh
I lost what was of me
And kept memory of you

Keep your perfect average life
So what are you doing?
Keep your nice little smile
Looks cute but not really there

Wanna be a preacher for free
Wanna learn with no room
To hear what’s going on
To see what’s mixing up here
Now won’t you give it a shout?
Ready for murder yet?