Bury your brain in the snow
Just to say I told you so
And go live just like a caveman
Nihilism is insane
When the hollowness you gain
Is the same as what you already had in your hand
I think the world is a rubber band
I think we're slipping in and out of the pool
I think an hourglass is different than quicksand
I think its cool
Two articles online
One on the start of post humanism and
One on the end of time
Those kids were chanting in the moonlight
We see you, we love you
And they were right to think that they were shining
Brighter than the dull-eyed pigs
I think the world is a rubber band
I think we're slipping in and out of the pool
I think an hourglass is different than quicksand
I think it's cool
I think it's cool
I think it's cool
So, let me see that bounce
Let me see that sway
You have nothing to announce anymore anyway
No needle and no thread
To sew the head back on your spirit
You have nothing to announce anymore so let me hear it
You are the bloodhound who cries just to hear it
In many ways I am the same, I admit it
But you're the one who does it with no spirit
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So cover your body in snow
Just to say you told me so
And go stare at Mary's other little lambs
Lying face down is insane
When the grey mist and the rain
Are just harbingers of rainbows
Unfolding while your head is in the sand
I think the world is a rubber band
I think we're slipping in and out of the pool
I think an hourglass is different than quicksand
I think it's cool