You travel north with electric heating I travel south, back home again The Coke in the fridge is blood for your veins The coke in your nose Food for your brain You don't read books You read notes winter's your favorite season Numbers are your friends you know how to please them Start with zero and just infinity will cease them You're pale like ice I'm the Titanic You're too big to be recognized and I can't stand it Your words are snowflakes Meaningless and melting When I try to understand