A.C. Newman - You Could Get Lost Out Here lyrics

Who's going to save your soul from yesterday, or fan the flames where you warm yourself While you expect the worst, sell bu*ton pushed, the title blank? You're gonna knock yourself out just to knock yourself out Your roots in this ground are provisional, invisible, you'll find to the naked eye You know what you love, precise millions above will back you up You have to talk yourself down, talk yourself down You could get lost out here We went to the woods, although we should have guessed We understand because we teach ourselves Nothing we've seen will lose to what we choose We may run back, but, hey, you've got to find out We showed ourselves out You could get lost out here