“There is not a sprig of grass that shoots uninteresting to me.”

“Shocked me too the things we used to do on grass
It would shock you too the things we used to do on grass
Grass, grass.
Things we did on grass”

“Shoot me in the chest.”

“But if you shoot at everyone you see,
Can't be my friend 'cause you might shoot at me.”

“Ask me to play. I'll play. Ask me to shoot. I'll shoot. Ask me to pass. I'll pass. Ask me to steal, block out, sacrifice, lead, dominate. Anything. But it's not what you ask of me. It's what I ask of myself.”

“Pigeons on the grass alas.
Pigeons on the grass alas.
Short longer grass short longer longer shorter yellow grass.
Pigeons large pigeons on the shorter longer yellow grass alas pigeons on the grass.”

“The grass as bristly and stout as chives and me wondering when the ground will break and me wondering how anything fragile survives”

“Remind me not to piss you off Red. You might aim for the heart and shoot me in the balls.”

“Direct me gods, whose changes are all holy,
To where it flickers deep in grass, the moly.”

“It is forbidden to walk on the grass. It is not forbidden to fly over the grass.”