I am embracing the cold rushing in like ice to a diamond;nit's a new kind of rough you can find me in.nnHa-da-da-da-da-dannWhen the sail starts flapping in the wind I say, Cool, that looks cool. Now do you think the second movement has too many violins?nnHa-da-da-da-da-dannDon't get too close; you'll detect the west coast air in my chest and the way I hold it in there.nIt's The Taming of the Hands That Came Back to Life when she synchronized swam on the ice in '03.nnOh, but enough about me.nnOh, will you live in the physical world?nOh, will you live in the physical world?nnI know explosions make debris, and catching it kind of suits you. Well it doesn't suit me.nnShe said, My sails are flapping in the wind.nI said, Can I use that in a song? nShe said, I mean the end begins. nI said, I know. Can I use that too?nnWill you live, will you live, in the physical world?nWill you live, will you live, in the physical world?nWith the sun setting low and the shadows unfurled.nCan you live with the way they make you look unreal?nnWill you live, will you live, in the physical world?nWill you live, will you live, in the physical world?nWith the sun setting low and the shadows unfurled.nCan you live with the way they make you look unreal?