Iceberg
Words and music by Béla Selendy
I'll slake my thirst in a sea of change
deafened by a symphony of salt, I'll drink just the same
past the silent pools of glacial ice, old hills sink to sleep
crackling craggy remnants of a tale take a dive for the deep
You wasted fissures wailing in that carnival of ice
waiting for the crack to rend your flaw
seeds of your creation born one warm drop at a time
hear the fall
Blind below the slimy creatures swim
steal a breath, so sweet
embrace the briefest taste before it fades
tails sail in retreat
You wasted fissures wailing in that carnival of ice
waiting for the crack to rend your flaw
seeds of your creation born one warm drop at a time
hear the fall
You tongueless creatures tasting what my tongue will never know
you pillagers of all I'll never own
your silver scales deflecting the one sound I'll ever send
hear my call
hear my call
hear my call
hear my call