Piece of Your Pie - Snowmine

I took a bite out of your shoulder

I took my own little piece of your pie

And you’re so good at sharing yourself

You let it just pass by

We clamored out through the underbrush

Into the sunbath «We could fry!»

you said

So lay down in the leaves, and pretend not to be

A real person--just a creeper, a creature

All we need to do is figure out if there’s something

Like a map or a compass

All we need to do is see a log or a ladder

Just something we can build from

So it seems, you said as the first drop fell on your nose

That I’m always the one to carry all the weight

I always fetch the water

So when is it your turn when do something for me?

Well I’ll tell you I’m sorry, I need somewhere to start

I care, I do, so let’s get up, get up!

So we went out at night in the rain

And it felt so good

With witch-like cries we heard the animals on their side

I’ll protect you I said I’ve got my knife and my wits

But this time, this time I can’t stop the creatures

The creepers, the creatures!