Puddle of Stars
A fraying cable raises the sun
A grinning god with a gleaming gun
Grab your children and hold on fast
And make a plan should you come undone
One bright day youll cease your whispering a
Nd clutch these bars with waking rage
Folks will turn their heads in anger and turn them slowly back again
As if to say youre on your own like amelie
Office chairs spinning blue webs
A puddle of stars drying in the yard
And if you should start to loose sleep
Why not seek out the thief?
Hey, you look fragile, do you need something to calm you down? A fraying cable lowers the sun
Another working day is done
By the morning theyll be gone
A puddle of stars drying in your yard
