A Trillion Barnacle Lapse Man Of The Year Lyrics

Man Of The Year Lyrics

There are 14 pre-punched indentations in the average ice cube trays.

When I filled, the frozen water interconnects through means of a natural
conduit.

And as I ponder this rather unobtrusive household necessity, I ask my self if
those holes were ever filled before.

And if so will the original occupants return.

But another side sees this as and excuses to hide my fear.

When we die we play dead, we are evaporating.