The Quiver to the Bomb

Four billion years ago A girl was just starting to grow Gathering pieces of this and that Quilting herself up for the show She could have never, ever known We'd over-reap what she'd sown Now, now she's taking it back She's kicking us off her land It'll never be you or that girl Accretion speaks louder than words She's the only constant you've ever known Long before Barstow And way, way, way, way before the Detrital Wash The girl got bored, she needed some company Because an empty playhouse is no place you wanna be At first it was a ball, she made room for one and all She was finally entertained But all at her expense, and it opened the door to pain The quiver to the bomb didn't take long The quiver to the bomb didn't take long The quiver to the bomb didn't take long The quiver to the bomb didn't take long The quiver to the bomb didn't take long The quiver to the bomb didn't take long The quiver to the bomb didn't take long