Pilate

[Verse 1] Talk of circles and punching out Looking in, drawing circles down Falling up the south marking ground Talking out of turn, drawing circles down [Chorus] Like Pilate, I have a dog {Obeys, listens, kisses, loves [Verse 2] Walks me out of town Still, oneÒs a crowd Making angels in the dirt Looking up, looking all around [Chorus] [Verse 3] Stunned by my own reflection It's looking back, sees me too clearly And I swore I'd never go there again Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down [Chorus]