Iron Flower

Thunder, please explain

Why you ask me how I am, I'm fine I

Wonder is it sane

To pierce purple eyeballs made of china

I love you like a son, like a game I have won

Like a toothbrush I used for the Eiffel Tower

My youth, it is gone, it's a boot stuck in the ground

Is there truth to be found in an iron flower

Mmm, I will try hard to be a spark of power

I will, I'll never be your iron flower

Stone please explain

Why your silence makes more noise than thunder

Bones; is it sane

To obey me and the flesh you're under

Your words are soon gone and it hurts, I have none

Take a jump from you pretty linguistic tower

The goal of speech, so obnoxious to reach

Only one thing to do, melt your iron flower...

Mmm, I will try hard to be a spark of power

I will, I'll never be your iron flower

Mmm...