Clap Your Hands Say Yeah Little Moments
There is no time to waste on pleasantries
In a frozen apartment, I manage not to take your hand
Graceless creator, you should not deal in love
There are no little moments
There are no little moments
But only wasted time
Judging by your sprint
You've chosen not to wait up
Do simple times expect you?
The explosions ‘neath the ground?
Forget the kingdom
His majesty speaks slowly
The idleness of yesterday should make us fairly blush
There are no little moments
But only wasted time