Lyrics:

in blizzard of '77

the cars were just lumps on the snow

and then later

tripping in 7-11

the shelves were stretching out of control

on a plane ride

the more it shakes

the more i have to let go

now the signals

still getting all mixed up

we're always doing damage control

but in the middle of the night i worry

it's blurry even without light

i know i have got a negative edge

that's why i sharpen all the others a lot

it's like flowers or ladybugs

pretty weeds or red beetles with dots

(chorus)

i miss you more than i knew

(repeat)