Part Two: The Making Of a Soul 가사

Edweena went to calumet and left from there to college She took along a porcupine whose name was known as knowledge Now their relationship was fraught with pangs of loving hunger The Porcupine could question all, but all she knew was slumber A huge easy cozy wants our kiss, our kiss to triumph But unbelievable admits Some questions, some questions Receive a guarantee to shake you up To shake you up, to shake you up Yes, I've got some questions that are guaranteed To shake you up How much marriage urges a windmill to pinch infinity? Is a magic hid-a-bed the final home of Spanish fire? Is firm corn merrier under gifts of less important love? We wonder But fantasy moves ahead For the iceman just took a turn for the better And a small object flies from his mouth A daring, jewel scales down the belted ear system And you have the modular optimistic silver original Welcome to the offshoots of Jupiter Edweena never knowing why her friend would ramble so She shut him out and left a pout to bleed upon the snow! Mourning Glories open only after noon begins The open and the broken have begun to blend again They freeze a shape about the nape of nectar and of knee They leave a sleeve, they weave a grieve for mourning's never free Mourning Glories open only after noon begins The open and the broken have begun to blend again They freeze a shape about the nape of nectar and of knee They leave a sleeve, they weave a grieve for mourning's never free Mourning's never free, mourning's never free, ugh Mourning's never free, mourning's never free The aching and the breaking are the making of a soul The aching and the breaking are the making of a soul The aching and the breaking are the making of a soul The empties that have been returned relieve us of a goal Now who is gone and who is right, and who is left to see For who is left is just a few, can two be more than three?