Nevermine from The Weatherman by Chris Lambert
Tracklist
| 5. | Nevermine | 2:23 |
Lyrics
Simple machine, burning up caffeine
Violently clean little figurine
A rhythm so sweet
The girl's got sugar beat
Mixing up my feet
She's good enough to eat
It just takes too much effort to survive
And everything eventually just dies
But she is spry
She is able
She is playful
Always tasteful
She is everything at once
But never mine
Cooling device, dialed up to ICE
Quietly surprised
Infinitely wise
She never says, "Goodbye,"
But it's implied
'cause good dogs never need to sleep outside
But I am here, on the table
I am wasteful and ungrateful
I could choke myself to death
Oh, never mind...
I'm ready for the ride, but I can't drive
So sit me in the back seat of your mind
'cause you are quick
You are fatal
You are absolutely graceful
You are always in your head
But never mine
Oh, never mine
Oh, never mind...
