Civilized Worm

We move more than I would like to gamble

I came with my poor four eyes crawling, weakling, warning

My favorite comes and lies here

Under my bed or deep under my fingers

We're on my hands and knees in times of winding

We night it's only when we civilize that worm

For vagrant time we need it

What secret of your knowing is there beginning?

For chance to believe it, believe it ?

His widow's nest is growing cold, cold, cold

Set sail a nurture and he work a lot, you're going home ?