Composer: Jon Healey, David Snyder, Catherine Martin
Lyrics
I'm a thorn in your skin
The scratch on your cheek
I'm a pebble in your sock
On the sand inside the crack
Dirt behind the screen
The sap in the glass
I take the color from the coral
I'm a beetle in the bark
Cauldron in the mountain
The tree touches the boy
The rock absorbs the dust
Water frees the soul
And the girl calls to the lake
The river seeks the woman
The lake consumes the man
The stone parts the grain
And the scree dots the sun
I'm the worm in the corn
The grub in the dirt
You're the ink from the plant
The berries on your car
The waterworks are foul
Then the frogs move in
Then they start to mate
Then they start to sing
The mesa with the mark
Fish pleats the skin
The hands rend the heart
Cliff finds the feet
And the sand fills the well
Wood cracks the bone
The speck finds the spark
The drop seals the leaf
And the ice cracks the seed
I'm a thorn in your skin
The scratch on your cheek
I'm a pebble in your sock
On the sand inside the crack
Dirt behind the screen
The sap in the glass
I take the color from the coral
I'm a beetle in the bark
Cauldron in the mountain
The mesa with the mark
The sky retracts the tides
The crows stone the wise
The slug controls the soul
Blood finds a hole
The lamprey finds the eel
The snake bites the heel
Carbon becomes flesh
Then it gets compressed
A tale the gods will tell
As the gas begins to swell
A tale the gods will tell
As the gas begins to swell