Guy Kyser/Roger Kunkel/Matthew Abourezk)



I am feeling just a little down

Nothing I can wrap reasons around

But I can ignore it if I look real hard

And make perfect triangles out of every three stars



Sometimes I make burns on my arms

Cause it moves that feeling from my heart to my arms

ANd I'm driving and it keeps me awake

I have so many more triangles to make



Now that I have planted the seed

Maybe those triangles will form without me

Surround the world in their crystalline ache

And freeze the heroes into glassy mosaics

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