Just me and the insects now
And the wind that shakes the building
I feel like a clawless crab
Oh in a boiling pot of water
Your blood is a million limbs
Your heart a thousand others
Seven dwarves to describe the mood
And everyone is your distant brother
I look but my eyes don't see
Through a lens that clears the surface
Frogs are biting at my feet
In a lonesome public sauna
Your blood is a million limbs
Your heart a thousand others
Seven dwarves to describe the mood
And everyone is your distant brother
And everywhere I walk
The ground is a pipe dream crumbling
I fall and crack my skull
But I die pleased in knowing
Your blood was a million limbs
Your heart was a thousand others