TREY ANASTASIO lyrics - Plasma

TREY ANASTASIO
"Plasma"
(Trey Anastasio / Tom Marshall)

No matter how you slice your day
Or dream of places far away
Or try to set your world apart
You always end up where you start

A bunch of cells below the soil
Some plasma in a lake of oil
I don't think that when I depart
I'll be close to where I start