I'm glad you sent a line.

Euphoria's endearing.

And it's cold,

We might as well retire.

To the drawer where all used things resign.

Mr. shiver, in the river,

You were told.

You were sold.

I do, I do.

If we make it over the mountain.

Dressed in leather, red ball and vault attire;

The most ironic place to be is easy...

Between my finger and the blade, right before I let the used resign.

Mr. shiver, in the river,

You were told.

You were sold.

I do, I do.

If we make it over the mountain.

You might lose the one you choose.

You might lose who won you times ten.