It takes a line rag
And drags across the broom
Just like the fruit worm
Another's in the womb.
I've got the gift and
You've given me the room
You've given life and
Asked for all I am in you
Asked for all I am in
Bruising ice the melody of the sorrid,
Starving, and making the nice-
To you, all we've been is nice to you
Feels like mine
If I knew it well
Always wanted more
A love like this, a love like yours
Iron men
Surrounded by
Winters trees,
They ask, "why would you sit beneath?"
Watching for
Something I can't quite say.
Watching cause nothing stays,
Looking through and everywhere,
Looking through and everywhere.
It takes the line, drags and rags it cross the room
You've given life and...
