Frozen but I can stay unweary
I think the crumbs are sticking
Laid em out to mold a habit
Fortified like sunscreen
Now I'm settled
In a beacon
And I drift
Behind its plight
My belly's full
I put my feet on bricks
I put em on bricks
And lay em high
And dry
Wade by the rain
The branches write a letter
Gone to the water, see you later
There's room for me
To sink or to float
Skin soaks the sun
We call it too much of a good thing
And leave eat the light
They call it sugar
Now I've settled
In a beacon
And I drift
Behind its plight
My belly's full
I put my feet on bricks
And lay em high
And dry