Lyric

Standing in tall grass, ankle deep

Watch the shadows move, nothing cheap

Phone vibrates—signal on the map

Feet already moving, no looking back

Eye to the creature, creature to mine

Ball in my hand, the moment's defined

Throw it, watch it spin through air

Everything stops. Just holding my stare

First one's still the brightest

Grass and breath, the quietest

Catch it. Keep it. Move ahead

Name it before the sun goes down

Voice hoarse from shouting across the town

Old man at the counter nods slow—

"seen that species? yeah, I know."

One down. Hundreds more to trace

Each one writes across my face

A line I didn't choose to cross

But something gained equals something lost

First one's still the brightest

Grass and breath, the quietest

Catch it. Keep it. Move ahead

Small and breathing in my palm

Everything is calm