Whirlwind

Lyrics

I give a gift, I'd rather not Somehow what is, is way past lost Blood rushes in, uselessly strong I hear a sound, the sound drops out Words buzz like flies, becoming facts Whirlwind, Whirlwind How round is down, balanced on slippery acts? Touching a hole, the root of tact Distance bestows, then takes right back Looks like the dark, it's you but yet not too brunette Words don't seem to unbecoming fact Whirlwind, Whirlwind How round is down, balanced on slippery acts? How round is down, balanced on slippery acts? It was danger we longed for, or, at least some rain How round is down, balanced on slippery acts? It was danger we longed for, or, at least some rain Self portraits, crowds bathing Are hardly proof at all Self portraits, crowds bathing Are hardly proof at all How round is down, balanced on slippery acts?