I can feel her rapid waves
Dark and glittering sharp and shimmering
So pure, so damn pure
Dancing in the kitchen cooking up a snowstorm
Dancing in the kitchen cooking up a snowstorm
She was woven with cloud and glass
Eyes like crystals and frozen fire
She stole in dressed only in a bracelet
Scarlet lipstick as sweet as a raisin
So pure, so damn pure
Dancing in the kitchen cooking up a snowstorm
Lie to me Matilda, Li-li-ie to me
Lie to me Matilda, Li-li-lie to me
Cuz I'm no damn good.
Lie to me Matilda, Li-li-lie to me
Lie to me Matilda, Li-li-li to me
Cuz I'm no damn good
Dancing in the Kitchen cooking up a snowstorm
I can feel the clock, tick-tock, tick-tock
In her room, ohh in her room
I can feel the clock, tick-tock, tick-tock
In her room, ohhh in her room
Dancing in the kitchen cooking up a snowstorm
Dancing in the kitchen cooking up a snowstorm
Dancing in the Kitchen cooking up a snowstorm
Dancing in the kitchen cooking up a snowstorm
| 1 | Bloodstream* |
| 2 | Miles to go |
| 3 | This Language |
| 4 | Inscape |
| 5 | I?m on fire |
| 6 | Crash |
| 7 | Exit |
| 8 | I Shall Not Complain |
| 9 | Visions |
| 10 | Prism #1 |