Shipwrecks And Mathematics Songtext

Steady. constant. You're as predictable as mathematics, and oh so susceptible to overdramatics. Warm like sunday and soft as summers drapes, and more grace than I'm used to.

But this shipwreck i call myself isn't fit to sleep next to you.

Still you're steady, constant, predictable predictable. And to tell you the truth I wouldn't have it any other way.