Low

You gotta roll under
You gotta roll under
You gotta roll under
You gotta roll under

It's so amazing to me
What your clouded vision will see
I know you have eyes
But you can't recognize
Standing alone trying to stay above tides
That are rising

You gotta roll under
I have to roll under too
You gotta roll under
I have to roll under too

It's so amazing to me
What your clouded vision will see
I wish I could say what makes sense
What I mean
We just don't line on the same city street
And I need, I need

You gotta roll under
You gotta roll under
You gotta roll under
You gotta roll under
You gotta roll under

Low, low, low, low

You can't cover up a branch that swings low
You can't cover up a branch that swings low
You can't cover up a branch that swings low