Snowcones And Puppies Songtext

Dearest pretty pistol:
I'm afraid you can hold up mirrors to us
and there will be nothing there.
The planets swing and bob,
but we've been here since the start,
watching you (watching you, watching you, watching you) sleep (sleep).

And we're as big as the Russia the mapmakers made,
and mighty as a big anvil hammer.
But don't be afraid,