Snowflakes (Desember)

There was a man rich in the world
He said "I have saved my money
So now I'll buy everything I could want
Then I will lack nothing"
His intentions seemed fair
The same night he died
There's a drought inside the human mind
And in the end the head expands
With iridescent light that spills into
The holes inside the human heart
And once exposed the heart explodes
And offers us new life
A body's not a home
Free will is not an art
The wind can either help a sail or rip it apart
Show me a cornerstone
It will be the stone that others cast away
And laugh at, deemed unfair
We're not as much a part of earth as we seem to care
There's a drought inside the human mind
And in the end the head expands
With iridescent light that spills into
The holes inside the human heart
And once exposed the heart explodes
And offers us new life
Human experience can be a misleading guide to
The true nature of things shadows our humanistic view
There's a drought inside the human mind
And in the end the head expands
With iridescent light that spills into
The holes inside the human heart
And once exposed the heart explodes
And offers us new life