Snow Globes Letra - Black Country, New Road

We must let the clamp do what the clamp does best

I know you're coming home, Henry

Just tell me when

We must let the clamp do what the clamp does best

That's a funny looking shrine on your bedroom wall

Well, I'm sorry, Henry

He doesn't look anything like Jesus at all

Your friend, the one that you loved

Did you keep him on your side?

Did you ever get to ask what on earth he meant by

"Might take some time to learn how to use these bodies right

But it is for this that God has gave us both the night"

And Henry hung to all of these

His battleship of memory

A small nation of souvenirs

Make Henry whole, but porously

Oh, god of weather, Henry knows

Snow globes don't shake on their own, ah

Oh, god of weather, Henry knows

Snow globes don't shake on their own, ah

God of weather, Henry knows

Snow globes don't shake on their own, ah

God of weather, Henry knows

Snow globes don't shake on their own, ah

Oh, god of weather, Henry knows

Snow globes don't shake on their own, ah

Oh, god of weather, Henry knows

Snow globes don't shake on their own, ah

Oh, god of weather, Henry knows

Snow globes don't shake on their own, ah