Too Round to Be Square

The desperate angel sits in the dark
Wings in a fold, arrow through her heart
The tepid stream runs for a medal
Silver beats gold and gives her a start

Too fine to be smooth
Too greedy to share
Too blue to be colour
Too round to be square

The perspex heath melts in the sun
The liquid slips to a room at the front
The merry house has a girl's name
A plastic fox drunk at the hunt

Too fine to be smooth
Too greedy to share
Too blue to be colour
Too round to be square

Too fine to be smooth
Too greedy to share
Too blue to be colour
Too round to be square

[Spoken]
Too fine to be smooth
Too greedy to share
Too blue to be colour
Too round to be square