Missed connection: 1968 state fair
Me: trapped in a block of ice, you: longing eyes and golden hair
Centuries pa**ed and finally I can see you when I die, and
I'll tell you sorry, Annabelle
I didn't mean to make you cry
When you looked into the ice
And I looked into your eyes
Dashed intentions! 9061: sun explodes
You: lost to the sands of time, me: in a quickly melting home
Centuries pa**ed; I guess you died, but you'll still be my bride, and
I'll tell you sorry, Annabelle
I didn't mean to make you cry
When you looked into the ice
And I looked into your eyes
Born a Minnesota boy
Raised by Minnesota wolves
Fell into Minnesota ice
Found by Minnesota men
Shown the Minnesota world
Saw a Minnesota girl; I'm gonna make her mine
And we're gonna get married
Have little ghost babies
A happy supernatural family
Domestic life in the afterlife
Ectoplasmic wife and me
Wouldn't it be nice? Not trapped under ice
Every spectral nicety
k** me now!
k** me now!
k** me now!
k** me now!
and I'll tell you sorry, Annabelle
I didn't mean to make you cry
When you looked into the ice
And I looked into your eyes