Lyrics

Nothing's going to happen Maybe all the aunts in the world Will sip sweetly At their cups of tea And almost say one word Of anything but what they've learned From all the uncles Who raise horses laughs And hopeful stiff pricks in the general direction Of anywhere but home Nothing's going to happen Nothing's going to happen Maybe all the children in small rooms Will fall silent At a wall or window And forget to breathe For just one minute Because of some beauty That has not been altered, damned or pointed out By the clumsy dark oafs that train them Nothing's going to happen Nothing's going to happen Then again All the time Every minute Neverending Unrelenting All around us Without pausing Endless endless All-pervading Movement motion This way that way That way our way Ticktock Freefall Love love kiss kiss Make do Be Is Was I Me B C D E F G H I think nothing's going to happen Maybe all the children in small rooms Will fall silent At a wall or window And forget to breathe For just one minute Because of some beauty That has not been altered, damned or pointed out By the clumsy dark oafs that train them Nothing's going to happen Nothing's going to happen Nothing's going to happen Nothing's going to happen Nothing's going to happen Nothing's going to happen Nothing's going to happen Nothing's going to happen Nothing's going to happen Nothing's going to happen Nothing's going to happen Nothing's going to happen [Outro] (Hahahaha!)