Eff - Silkworm

Soul, soul, who stole the soul?

A blushing kid

But you’re never too old

I once loved a girl, met her at a dance

Presented her proudly with the Flowers of romance

All signs were good, I took her at her word

Like thousands before me, I came with a glance

Left there that night, no numbers did I get

Over the next two days I schemed and I wept

An army of monkeys dialing random artifacts

The monkeys they failed, the number’s secret was kept

Told myself «you're a fool,» but at my task I remained

Spared no pain on those monkeys

By my wit they were maimed

Ran into her down south of this charming town

Noted the response «haven't I seen you around?»