More cursing and Replacements

She's got magic taste and a vial of fate

More plausible revival

Ordinary days engraving her name

The same way the oceans were made

More deep lore for your biggest fan

I have to wonder why you own

A mint-colored kaleidoscope

More color TV spirals

Spinning like the words her tongue twisters twirl

Each sibilant sweet sounding pearl

More deep lore for your biggest fan

I hope you feed me from your hand, all your hopes and plans

Begging for more deep lore for your fan

Won't you bury me in your avalanche

So it's hard to show such infinite devotion

Without a sign of what you meant your vines to disguise

More deep lore for your biggest fan

I hope you feed me from your hand, all your hopes and plans

Begging for more deep lore for your fan

Just bury me in your avalanche