From the recording Lost in the Short Grass
Those times when you can't or won't see what's obvious to everyone else. Or when your dog loses his tennis ball...
Written by Matt Burd
Copyright 2026 BlanketFort Music
Vocals: Matt Burd
Background Vocals: Vincent Dansereau, Leon Leontaridis
Acoustic Guitar: Mark Troyer
Electric Guitars: Matty McKay
Electric Piano, Organ: Brendan Waters
Bass: Justin Kudding
Drums: Spencer Cheyne
Produced, Recorded, Mixed & Mastered by Mark Troyer @ Evergreen Sound
Lyrics
It was going to be
A walk in the park
But the best laid
Can come to nought
Should have known
What can I say
Had it all and we threw it away
Watched from a distance
Saw it all unfold
It was only an instance
Where did it go?
Lost in the short grass
Lost in the sun
End of a story only begun
Lost in the short grass
Layng in the weeds
Everyone sees it
But me
Some like the chase
More than the catch
But the point of the game
Is to bring it all back
One more time
Pressing my luck
You saw where it went
But you won’t pick it up
Over and over
Around and around
Through the bluegrass and clover
Could not found
And you run run run run run run
Chasing it all
And you run run run run run run
But take your eyes off the ball
Lost in the short grass
Lost in the sun
End of a story only begun
Lost in the short grass
Layng in the weeds
Everyone sees it
But me
Everyone sees it
Everyone sees it
Everyone sees it
But me