From the recording Dead Lines
Lyrics
Hand in hand invisibly
Shake and split the golden pit
Hands up raised to heavens grey
Fight in waves to gather spills
Move from the edge now
Gain center now
It starts in the middle
Then it spreads out
Creep, creep, slowly in it
Trickle down, left and right
Creep, creep, slowly in it
Stick your straw in, and stir
(Left and right)
Rites and chants and speeches all
Mold a soul and make it small
And when spare change fell from above
Everyone knew the moves to do
Move from the edge now
Gain center now
It starts in the middle
Then it spreads out
Creep, creep, slowly in it
Trickle down, left and right
Creep, creep, slowly in it
Stick your straw in, and stir
(Left and right)
It’s the trickle falling down
If you want to take your part
Rules are simple: stay below
And bow
Creep, creep, slowly in it
Trickle down, left and right
Creep, creep, slowly in it
Stick your straw in, and
Stir

