Shards of broken mockery starts waving like hair
Ever is it so ever that it never ever ends
To find your calm in the flow
Find your calm in the flow
Geists sow needles in my feeble soil
And seek seek see kings without their clothes
Swagging around the globetoddlers lost on the pane
Growing seemingly seamslessly conscious of
Introvertebrates gone big and hit the silver sheen
You see them sticking out, sticking out, sticking out
A choice so simple to make
Don't mind a little backbone
Shards of broken mockery starts waving like hair
Towards the trembling prostitutors
Ever is it so ever that if never ever ends
A choice so simple to make
Don't mind a little backbone
Such are never mistakes, never mistakes
Don't mind a little backbone
To find your calm in the flow
Find your calm in the flow