Frissons Songtext
von Harvey Causon

Servants to the thing that
Made the blackbird′s sing
Do they feel it humming?
Like something big is coming

Servants to the thing that
Made the blackbird's sing
Adrenaline is rushing
Nothing comes of nothing

Does this elicit frisson
Do we hear the same song?
If this elicit′s frisson
What is there too emotion?

Servants to the thing that
Made the blackbird's sing


Does this elicit frisson
Do we hear the same song?
If this elicit's frisson
What is there too emotion?

In sublime blindness
Wry your eyes
Sigh out your knives
Gauge your high
In sublime blindness
Wry your eyes
Sigh out your knives
It′s not fight or flight
Its temperature rising
Dry your eyes
Sigh out your knives
Gauge your high

What made the blackbirds sing?
What is it we′re doing here?