I'm just a speck on your body
But a gun to your head
Claim that I'm the powerful
King of all this mess
Age of unreason
That came and never left
And you respond with nothing
But sweet spontaneous spring
I built something massive
In attempt to forget
That I don't really matter
As much as I suggest
I take more chances
Don't deserve what I get
I'm only a second to this world at my best
Still you give me nothing
But sweet spontaneous spring
Holy and factual fingers
Prodding at your skin
Feel the dirt that's mother earth
Start touching everything
End me when you want
Detain me for my sins
No you respond with nothing
But sweet spontaneous spring
What a glorious thing
Let the rain come in
Let the animals swim
Let the new world begin
What a glorious thing
Let the rain come in
Let the animals swim
Let the good times begin
How sweet, so sweet
That sweet spontaneous spring
So sweet, so sweet
That sweet spontaneous spring
What a glorious thing
Let the rain come in
Let the animals swim
Let the new world begin
Let the drugs come in
Let them pay for their sins
And let the good times, good times begin