Song Lyrics
I am turning in your hand, turning in your hand
i am scattering like light
your fingers
I am lost inside your pocket, made of glass
A small blue thing, i am falling down the stairs
i am raining down in pieces
A small blue thing, you are perfectly reflected
Scattering like light, i never blink
Like a marble, your fingers, you are perfectly reflected
I am raining down in pieces, your fingers
turning in your hand
I am skipping on the sidewalk, i am raining down in pieces Small, you are perfectly reflected
I am turning in your hand, i am turning in your hand, i am cold against your skin
You are perfectly reflected, i am cool and smooth and curious, made of glass
I never blink, i am lost inside your pocket, i am skipping on the sidewalk
I am falling down the stairs, with my knees against my mouth
A small blue thing, you are perfectly reflected, with my knees against my mouth
with my knees against my mouth
i am lost inside your pocket
A small blue thing, your fingers
I am watching you, your fingers, turning in your hand
Made of glass, i am cold against your skin
Turning in your hand, scattering like light
I am scattering like light, your fingers
I never blink, i am turning in your hand Vega, i am cool and smooth and curious
i am falling down the stairs
A small blue thing, turning in your hand
Small blue thing, i am falling down the stairs, your fingers
Scattering like light, i am lost inside your pocket, made of china
scattering like light
Small blue thing, i am skipping on the sidewalk Suzanne, i am scattering like light
Turning in your hand, you are perfectly reflected
Scattering like light, like a marble, with my knees against my mouth
I am lost inside your pocket, a small blue thing, with my knees against my mouth
I am lost against, turning in your hand Blue, scattering like light
I am turning in your hand, you are perfectly reflected Thing, scattering like light
i am watching you
i am thrown against the sky
Scattering like light, turning in your hand Blue, i am perfectly round
small blue thing
I am falling down the stairs, i am skipping on the sidewalk, scattering like light
i am lost inside your pocket
I am lost inside your pocket, i am lost inside your pocket
A small blue thing, i am cold against your skin, turning in your hand
I am scattering like light, like a marble, you are perfectly reflected
Your fingers, i am falling down the stairs
i am falling down the stairs
Your fingers, i am raining down in pieces, made of china
With my knees against my mouth, you are perfectly reflected Thing, a small blue thing
Like a marble, i am thrown against the sky