Ice, melts...

Glistening the final sparks of condensation to the beaming sun begging for forgivness

Having done nothing but lay in the interia that it's force can't penetrate

Ice, slips...

Creating a watery backyard slide in your sweaty palms

Gripping the little signs of gushing life, seeping through the fingers

Dripping, hitting, destroying the cracks and stable soild that once stood

In the interia that force can't penetrate

Filing the shaky tips of the missiles that surges with the power source of evolution

Every once in a while

Ice, drips...

Ingoring the inveitable creates the insanity of the perfect condition

Nothing is wrong!

Nothing will come!

Nothing will end!

Nothing will commence, bring the ice to it's change of state, releasing the permission to a chain reaction of fate!

nothing you say will help

It's too late to bring the ice back in the freezer

Cold fingers only are stuck will the broken ignition to see this coming

Because

Ice, melts...