We don't do much up here

We live, and make our webs

Can you see our spider lines?

Can you see our shining threads?

The world is large up here.

We are the spooky spider chandeliers.

We don't dream much up here

We act, and sing for you

Can you hear this spider song?

Can you blink those tired eyes?

The world is dimmer up here.

We are the spooky spider chandeliers.

We don't say much up here

We build, trying to reach you

Can you see this dangling breath?

Can you escape this clinging smile?

The world is quiet up here.

We are the spooky spider chandeliers.