Am filling my right eye with sand and i'm blinking fine So clear, Rumpelstiltskin, i knew your name But the womb won't do You yourself have feet like mother -- They are dancing and stamping on you
Realize what they really are The heart can't beat for so long You didn't wish you were so strong In my eyes you are grained, Enough to feed on your own
And i bit my nails but they Kept growing long And i cut my hair but it kept growing long And the skin is dry, tongue and teeth are dry The knees tinted pink and they fade-
Back then the chest wasn't so heavy Too much water, maybe We kept drying the air, the sky We kept burying clouds in the lungs And now are broke for buying too many headstones-
Rumpelstiltskin, i know your name So clear, now i tell you, the womb won't do You yourself have feet like mother Dance and stamp on me -- it won't do So clear, now i tell you, the villagers never liked you---
We had so much water it was too easy to drown We had so much water it was so hard to walk We had so much water we even couldn't talk So clear, Rumpelstiltskin, i knew your name Am filling my right eye with sand and i'm blinking fine -- except i stop crying i will be fine
chi·mera /kʌɪˈmɪərə noun a thing which is hoped for but is illusory or impossible to achieve.