[Verse] The grass is a jungle it swallows my aim Three disks gone missing it's part of the game Oh no a bird took flight now it's not the same I didn’t mean to—just part of the shame [Prechorus] The wind it whispers it howls it lies Stealing my throws into open skies [Chorus] Lost in the chains lost in the grass Every throw feels like the last Wish they would mow wish I could find A little peace a little time [Verse 2] My shoes are soaked my patience thin The wind laughs loud it always wins The sun beats down the shadows spin But I’ll play again where do I begin [Bridge] Why’s the disk so hard to tame Is it me or the wind to blame The bird flew off with a cry so wild Even nature mocks my inner child [Chorus] Lost in the chains lost in the grass Every throw feels like the last Wish they would mow wish I could find all my disks and my mind all my disks and my mind