Belly of the Ostrich
Do I have to sing a thunder on your wing a little?
Do I have to be the ant bite on your crutch?
Won't you let me play the mystic every now and then?
Won't you let me trace you like a static touch?
Prima Materia
Mana
Will you be the one to catch the wind that blinded me or
Do I have to be a rap upon your door?
Should I ask the head if you were made of plastic pieces?
Should I let you be the serpent on my floor?
Prima Materia
Mana
Are you transforming?
Prima Materia
Mana
Am I just a fork ruined by the garbage disposal?
You only show yourself when one has come of two
Won't you let me be the glue that holds your brain together?
Won't you let me be a spider in your shoe?
Prima Materia
Mana
Are you transforming?
Prima Materia
Mana
I give you light, give you love
Yet you see me, the stranger
Who broke his finger when he pointed at the ground
Girl, I'll fight wars for you every thousand years or so, but
Guess that don't matter when you're down, down, down
Am I just a fork ruined by the garbage disposal?
You only show yourself when one has come of two
Won't you let me be the glue that holds your brain together?
Won't you let me be a spider in your shoe?
Prima Materia
Mana
Prima Materia
Mana
Do I have to be the ant bite on your crutch?
Won't you let me play the mystic every now and then?
Won't you let me trace you like a static touch?
Prima Materia
Mana
Will you be the one to catch the wind that blinded me or
Do I have to be a rap upon your door?
Should I ask the head if you were made of plastic pieces?
Should I let you be the serpent on my floor?
Prima Materia
Mana
Are you transforming?
Prima Materia
Mana
Am I just a fork ruined by the garbage disposal?
You only show yourself when one has come of two
Won't you let me be the glue that holds your brain together?
Won't you let me be a spider in your shoe?
Prima Materia
Mana
Are you transforming?
Prima Materia
Mana
I give you light, give you love
Yet you see me, the stranger
Who broke his finger when he pointed at the ground
Girl, I'll fight wars for you every thousand years or so, but
Guess that don't matter when you're down, down, down
Am I just a fork ruined by the garbage disposal?
You only show yourself when one has come of two
Won't you let me be the glue that holds your brain together?
Won't you let me be a spider in your shoe?
Prima Materia
Mana
Prima Materia
Mana
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Writer(s): Andrew Cormack
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