Perambulator - The Icicle Works

Karma and I’ll bruise my pride

Estimated I’ll slip and slide

Fiercer wheels take a slower train

Lastly for the wax and wane

Wax and wane, wax and wane

Savor every moment passed

Come alive at your discretion

Lay down in the winter for the fires that come in June

We’ll find you somebody

You can rise up high above me

Why is it you always want one thing you can’t have