My Snare (a.k.a. Nature Is Ancient)
It's wet in the middle
With a shell around it
It's called "life"
It goes wherever it wants to
Don't try to predict it
Then you'd offend it
It's meant to surprise
Nature is ancient (ancient)
But surprises us all (ancient)
Nature is ancient (ancient)
But surprises us all (ancient)
Rescue me
From level-head-ness
And the unnecessary luxury of being calm
Nature is ancient (ancient)
But surprises us all (ancient)
Nature is ancient (ancient)
But surprises us all (ancient)
She's got dark hairs on her head;
Blonde on her arms;
She sneaks up from behind
Come on, you deserve it!
Nature is ancient (ancient)
But surprises us all (ancient)
Nature is ancient (ancient)
But surprises us all (ancient)
Nature is ancient (ancient)
Surprises us all (ancient)
Nature is ancient (ancient)
Surprises us all (ancient)
Nature is ancient (ancient, ancient)
So ancient (ancient, ancient)
Nature is ancient (ancient, ancient)
Ancient
