Low Water
Strange New Element
He invented the something that led to the else When his books got too heavy, he discovered a shelf He's thinking too clearly He's taking command He separates compounds so he understands But he did not repent, love And he did not invent this love Or the strange new element that it's become He's testing his theory, he's taking a stand I'm holding my breath while he's holding her hand It's like a walk after midnight through November snow There are some simple equations that he'll never know But he did not repent, love
From Letras Mania