the chattering teeth
Album: peacock your brokenness
By: the chattering teeth
By: the chattering teeth
Duration
4:18
Genres
Description
well, this is actually the scratch track for the drums that I haven't recorded yet. I know this is a sin--that the track is unfinished. I'm in microphone hell. I won't go in to it. It's a song about my unfortunate relationship with the lord whom I wish I could be worthy of. the song isn't finished yet. the lyrics don't match in some places because the lyrics that I've listed are what will be.
Lyrics
Heart Surgeon making the rounds and all the animals bow and the branches that shake won't even quake in the wind till you say it's ok to the creatures you see say as you were to the earth say as you were to the worm you spare the dangling leaf you still the swaying cocoon I am the print made of smoke I fade away on the spoon I am the chattering teeth Heart Surgeon making the rounds and all the animals bow and the branches that shake won't even quake in the wind till you say it's ok to the creatures you see say as you were to the earth say as you were to the worm you spare the dangling leaves but not pre-destiny me dice that tumble and roll cannot influence the throw nor will their movement to slow a kite that's floating in space is like a snake in a vase is like a string in water is like an eel in the sea I am the chattering teeth I am the blood in the wings of the new moth flexing drying the powdery wings new form the gooey cocoon I am the bruise on the lawn I am the fruit on the floor I bear the mark of the vine I am the roots borrowing into the kelp of your mind dig like a tunneling moat building a hole in your heart I am the snake in the branch eyeing the nest on the ledge I am the chattering teeth I am the glacier begrudging its' thaw I am the open eye alone in the dark I am the emptiest swing I sing a song with my chains back and forth in a frame I am the chattering teeth I am the created when erasers collide I am the cloud of chalk aloft in the air I am the carefullest tear nervously down the cheek like a bird in the yard I am the chattering teeth
