There is a tiny bird
Singing about nothing
There is a tiny bird singing about nothing
Nothing
Anybody wants to know
There is an
Icy Dragon
Coming through the cracks in the the cabin door
Nothing
Nothing you've ever heard before
There these
Trees crackling with pain
Ohoh they don't understand the human brain
There is a tiny Woman who feels the shame with
No words to explain
While she is chopping wood
Chopping wood
To keep her warm
Chopping wood