When Will The Writer letra

Engineer, engineer me
Tie the strings to lift the pulleys
Pull the elevators up and down
Climbing buildings, I am thinking of you now

Engineer spin my worries
make a forest for yourself and then forge me
winter winds have been blowing cruel and cold
In my head I think things I’ll never know

Engineer, please be truthful
Engineer, I’m no fool

Engineer, he has frozen
All my limbs with his potions
I will drink your drug until I’m dry
You can catapult me anywhere you like

Engineer use your equations
to solve the things I’ve not dared to
It seems to be, so very simple
when you are making math problems up in your head

Engineer, calculate me
Use your numbers and your shapes to relate me
standing still, my gut and gullet growl
Soon or later April, come she will

Engineer when will the writer lift his pen
I’ve been patient all year

Danielle Ate The Sandwich - Letras

• 17 And 53
• Afterwards
• American Dream
• Bad Romance
• Bribes
• Canada
• Conversations With Dead People
• Ecosystem
• El Paso
• Faith In a Man
• Fool
• Gone
• Goodbye Frankie
• Handsome Girl
• Ode To Optophobia
• On The Planet Earth
• Public Property
• Sandboxes
• Silver And Gold
• Soldier
• The Doctors
• The First Taste
• The Patriotism Of Reincarnation
• The Terrible Dinner Guest
• The Wanderer
• Things We Have In Common
• Two Bedroom Apartment
• We Are Hot Dogs
• When Will The Writer
• Where The Good Ones Go