Tiny silver ***** are strewn across the floor
They roll this way and that, and somehow they meet
Only listen now if you're abhorred
By those with hearts frozen in concrete
You're a snowflake
You're a riverbed, baby
Degraded, serrated
A membrane that's in pursuit
Of nothing trivial
You've got energy
You've got your own order
Nevermind the hoarders
Of organization
You're a tornado
You're lightning, baby
Striking, frightening
A light that can't die
From something miniscule
Stay like an icicle
Frozen in the cave of a volcano
Tiny silver ***** are strewn across the floor
They roll this way and that, and somehow they meet
Only listen now if you're abhorred
By those with hearts frozen in concrete
Nov 26, 2011
Nov 26, 2011 at 1:20 AM UTC
Tiny silver ***** are strewn across the floor
They roll this way and that, and somehow they meet
Only listen now if you're abhorred
By those with hearts frozen in concrete
You're a snowflake
You're a riverbed, baby
Degraded, serrated
A membrane that's in pursuit
Of nothing trivial
You've got energy
You've got your own order
Nevermind the hoarders
Of organization
You're a tornado
You're lightning, baby
Striking, frightening
A light that can't die
From something miniscule
Stay like an icicle
Frozen in the cave of a volcano
Tiny silver ***** are strewn across the floor
They roll this way and that, and somehow they meet
Only listen now if you're abhorred
By those with hearts frozen in concrete
