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