This is a problem, I think that I'll devise
Some sort of plan or, a diagram, maybe I'll just improvise
I need to fix this, but my tactics are flawed
I rely too much on symmetry, and cryptic metaphors
Holy fuck, that was close
We touched land just before the ocean froze
Questions designed to entice
Can worn down matches melt this ice?
It's not like me to feel ambushed,
But maybe I've just lost my touch.
This is a problem, I need a strategy
Avoiding landmines, could well be a plausible contingency
With both eyelids stuck, it's hard to navigate
Is this a trap, where's that fucking map?
I'll need skill to compensate
Holy fuck, that was close...
We touched land just before the ocean froze
When the sun rose I started to melt
I remember, remembering just how it felt
Its not like me to feel ambushed
But maybe I've just lost my touch