Cabinets of Curiosity - Fractals & Coastlines Lyrics

Who touched these files? They are a hoarder's delight
All of these souls must be reallocated now
I swear this job would spell the death of me, but
Demigods don't enjoy the privilege of sleep - sweet kiss of death

Where am I? And where are my children
Why do I feel so hollow
Where am I? God, it's so f*cking cold

Who let her out? She is not done
Doesn't even know that she is dead
If we don't clean up her file
We could lose this entire aisle
Clean her up!

Summer wraps itself around her soul
Summer wraps itself around her soul
Summer wraps itself around her, wraps its loving arms around her
Summer wraps itself around her soul

I hear the engines of the 18-wheelers pulling up to the loading dock
Mondays always smell like gas and formaldehyde
You never get used to it - you only get older
You only get experience

Welcome, love. Here we deal in fractals and in coastlines
Here we deal in chaos and in ordinary time
Take a cigar, pour the gin, pull up a chair
You're going to be here for quite a while, so relax

Summer wraps itself around her, wraps its loving arms around her soul
She's been retained. She's been contained. She's been detained
Summer wraps itself around her, wraps its loving arms around her soul

I need a drink - I'm getting too old for this
All of the souls have been reallocated now
I swear this job would spell the death of me, but
Demigods don't enjoy the privilege of sleep, sweet kiss of death