Who You Are Pearl Jam

[Verse 1]
Come to send, not condescend
Transcendent to consequences
To transcend where we are
Who are we? Who we are

[Verse 2]
Trampled moss on your souls
Changes all, you're a part
Seen it all, not at all
Can't defend fucked up men

[Hook 1]
Take me for a ride before we leave

[Verse 3]
Circumstance, clampin' hands
A driving wind's happenstance
Off the track, in the mud
That's the moss in the aforementioned verse

[Interlude]
(And a little)
(Wow!)
And a little