The knifesharpened needle Hits the vein upon the mark The finefeathered arrow Finds its way into the dark The nervous cream of dreamers Carries blood into our hearts The sun will cast a shadow In our light Bring us the gifts From the deep ocean floor And rise to the surface Like never before Relecting the color Of treasure once lost The sun will cast a shadow In our light Are we sick of settling? Is it because were doomed? Theres a nervous kind of energy It slowly fills the room When you think Youve worn your welcome Youve worn it pretty thin Starting at the end But youre ready to begin Dont you make it nervous It doesnt want to shake Theres an effect of a ripple When you travel in its wake And its sleeping like a giant Head upon the floor Be careful not to wake it When youre opening the door
nervous, worn, knifesharpened, finefeathered, relecting