Lullaby Songtext
von Still

Matt white worlds in fields of snow lay stoically between
Yellowed sheets are stiffly sleeping over those that try to dream
It takes more than a stack of wrinkles to rip free from the bed
Gesticulating poignant circles dance upon a head
It takes more than a stack of wrinkles to knuckle under lead
Gesticulating poignant circles slowly being fed

Matt white worlds in fields of snow nest carefully between
Yellowed sheets are stiffly sleeping over those that try to dream

Revolutions, revolutions, revolutions
Revolutions, revolutions, revolutions
Mini motions, mini motions, mini motions
Mini motions, mini motions, mini motions


Revolutions, revolutions, revolutions
Revolutions, revolutions, revolutions
Mini motions, mini motions, mini motions
Mini motions, mini motions, mini motions

Rolling oceans, rolling oceans, rolling oceans
Rolling oceans, rolling oceans, rolling oceans
Building notions, building notions, building notions
Building notions, building notions, building notions

Tower men in dark brown suits take note of what was said
File claims and strange pursuits insisting they are pled
A coal black furnace smiles wide and glows a pulsing red
Paper piles slide along moving towards the maw
The tower men delight in action, smile and withdraw
The engine turns, the paper burns, and all without a flaw

Matt white worlds in fields of snow lay stoically between
Yellowed sheets are stiffly sleeping over those that try to dream
Yellowed sheets are stiffly sleeping over those that try to dream