Pilate - Pearl Jam

Talk of circles and punching out

Looking in drawing circles down

Falling up the south marking ground

Talking out of turn drawing circles down

Like Pilate I have a dog

Walks me out of town

Still ones a crowd

Making angels in the dirt

Looking up looking all around

Like Pilate I have a dog

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, you down, you down

Like Pilate, I have a dog