Shapes - The Long Winters

Rice won’t grow at home

And the Moon doesn’t favor girls

Giant fork and spoon

Is a sign that the game is on

You know Karate now?

From a show?

When two of the raiders come

I’m counting on you to throw more than shapes

Men now don’t fight with swords

But I would be good

I’d cut you not just with words

Cut you not just with words

So you melt chocolate hearts

Well I can forstall the Sun

When two of the raiders come

I’m counting on you to throw more than shapes

Angels rush in where I fear to tread

Secrets, secrets, damn your secrets

So you melt chocolate hearts

Well I can forstall the Sun

When two of the raiders come

I’m counting on you to throw more than shapes

Just so you know

It’s all I’m waiting for