Filene's Basement - Emperor X

I took the rain and made a shelter out of snowflakes and ground

And the mineral deposits from the middle of your bank downtown.

God knows want to punch/transact like al Qaeda did,

Just like al Qaeda did.

God knows I’d like to dig you out, but the shovel’s hid.

The massive shovel’s hid.

It’s buried under drifts and the depression of a province kid.

You get behind that wall at Birch Point, and in the boats, man.

You get behind that line at the stadium with tickets for the big band.

You get behind that line at the Maine Mall, the gutters and the grandstands.

You’re gonna make that squall.

With a shutter-click the city kills the snowland.