Dodecahedron (The Wedding Song)
Soft, silly triangle
Could not fit inside one's chest
The way you could fit a circle or a heart
I roll the dodecahedron
I watch the spinning dice
Do I love you?
Do I not?
I've fallen for your snake eyes once again
Meet me in that grassy valley
Licorice Lake leads the way
The buttercup lights up your chin
Do you want the gold?
Do you want him?
I roll the dodecahedron
I watch the spinning dice
Do I love you?
Do I not?
I do, I do, I do love you
Will you marry me in the clouds?
Our relatives won't be invited
Our friends are not allowed
No one needs to know what we've done here
I won't tell a soul where we've been, dear
Will you marry me in the parking lot
Keep me safe and warm
Like a poem in your pocket