You woke up, woke up. You woke up with new teeth. Sharpened and white like porcelain.
This is a really old song. A really old ogre moan.
You’re exhausted and replete. You have noticed that your voice had changed.
You’re an old ogre.
Oh babe I used to grumble but I was young and I didn’t know (I had seen the end of myself)
Please pick me up when I’m down and make me fall when I face up (this is a warning)
I don’t know how long I’ve been far away but I’m sure I remember everything.
I don’t know when I will be young again (just give me something to dance to).
You swam into this ocean until the shore faded out of sight, and the water was cold as ice, your arms and legs went numb, a hundred years later you’ll still be so tired.