For the Sake of Brevity - Tiny Moving Parts

Listen up cubs, please don’t be afraid

This is the worst news I swear I’ll have to say to you

Mom’s not here.

God took her elsewhere, she’s playing with deer,

Where the snow is blistling years after years.

I swear she’s not dead

But she’s never coming back again.

Antarctica look what you did to us

Antarctica look what you did to us

Antarctica look what you did to us

You fucked it up

And for the sake of brevity, I’ll sum this up.

You opened my eyes, and closed them at the same time.