So you want to make a lake of us,
We do lay quite still
With our face on the floor
And our hands as our gills.
And you want to make a
Skyline out of soundscapes and gestures
The sky is scraped with letters
Showing you who comes here and when.
And you want to make a lake of us
We do lay quiet
With our face on the floor
And our hands in kind.
And you want to make a
Skyline out of all of your treasures
And the sky is scraped by gestures
Showing you have come here to win.
Where is your name this weekend?
Are you going to be out and about?
Or would you be up early with me
To beat the crowd?
So we will build here.
We will work for weeks.
We will make a mark
As architects of muscle memory.
So you want to make a lake of us,
We will lay quite still
With our face on the floor
And our hands as our gills.
And we want to make a
Skyline out of all of your pleasures
The sky is scraped by gestures
Showing you have come here and when.
Where is your name this weekend?
Are you going to be out and about?
Or would you be up early with me
To beat the crowd?
So we will build here.
We will work for weeks.
We will make a mark
As architects of muscle memory.
Inchworm, inchworm
Measuring the marigold.
You endure arithmetic
Will probably go far.
Inchworm, inchworm
Measuring the marigold.
Seems to me you'd stop and see
How beautiful they are.