Molly Zenobia Hello
Hello my friends.
How's the winter air?
How's your wife been hanging?
How about your dashboard icon?
Do you still sing the blues?
Does your hope constitute destitution?
How well do your wishes work?
That bad... Do you pray for a new life?
A new life?
But we were told that the wind blows in one direction,
and that's the way my dandelions blow...
How bout pennies?
Even then your wishes are one sided.
Course our necks are long,
But we have to awkwardly
Bend to drink our water.
And, of course, we are always thirsty.
No sir, we are not pulled.
I am not home, but you could call.
Have you given up on your god?
He didn't come through for you?
Well, did you come through for yourself?
What battlefield were you at?
Through the narrows,
every which way.
I said through the confines,
hey, have a nice day!
Say, everything is going to be great!
We're gonna hope,
we're gonna hope for the living.
And I've seen you,
I've past you by every deja vu.
You've been under that same rock.
I said, meet any new earthworms today, doll?
And of course we are always thirsty.
Hello my downfall, my coward.
Have you looked in the mirror today?
Whose life were you hoping for?
I say hello, hello goodbye.
So we're running, running, running, running.
Lookers have assumed smaller eyes,
It's what we think.
Someone can't have everything.
Running... running... smaller eyes.
Hanger on a well,
you won with tails,
love has been lost,
and there is little hope in the living.
This sword makes my arm heavy.
My shield begins to rust, cause even shields weep,
my ugly one, and even my soul cries, my coward.
Cowards everywhere... am I your coward speaking?
Hello... hello. Hello my friends.
How's the winter air?
How's your wife been hanging?
How bout your dashboard icon?
Do you still sing the blues?
Does your hope constitute destitution?
How well do your wishes work?
That bad... Do you pray for a new life?
A new life?
With too many words that quickly begin to constitute,
nothing...
