If I were a castle dismantled brick-by-brick with your bare hands, or maybe Rapunzel I let my hair down you up silvery strands. I tie a knot just to have it unwound. If you need me I'll be at lost and found. I made a wish then you shot out the lights but I escaped when you read Miranda rights.
The silence is something I feel just like a belly full of pills. I might be making it up, if I am wrong don't wake me up. Currents move ink out of stones and when you heat them they explode.
If I could just listen to her, this seashell rests against my ear-- image: http://static.urx.io/units/web/urx-unit-loader.gif
Well, there's a sea and a shell at the end and I can hear down the spiral, my friends, more happiness than a body can hold so in the mist...