*shakes head disapprovingly as he shambles toward the lifeless thread* Will you people stop killing these threads already? It falls to people like me to revive it again, and it's a big waste of time.
...
No, wait.
Hey, it only took a couple of seconds to zap it back into life. *kisses fingers and raises them high in the air* You're welcome.
If I stand around And watch them drown in pools of gray When we dive in, I can surely say there's feud with force Am I in your way? Please knock me down, can I help you in? When I'm not around let us all be found in certain ways
Dear Mr. Queequeg, you have been informed your life's been saved You are not a black-hearted vicious mess so it's been claimed If this is the beast Pulling us towards the east on mighty waves Let us look inside And pull out all your pride, you know it's up to us
Holding pasts in ash black earth Bound by roots Roots into sand Grow towards the giver
There's an open wound Placed upon my heart, in anger's rage If we open up the spirit it's the spirit that can bleed Ahab the leading lad we can trust obsession carries them Meet us at the temple Healing all the crippled, don't forget the maimed
Lower soul Sent with gifts offering Teeth of hope travel with Child laid next to mother