The term "re-unmelt" originates from the Team Frankie tour special Wagon Wheel that remains uneaten in the glove compartment of the Frankmobile. As the seasons change year after year, it melts, unmelts, re-melts and then re-unmelts. It is the metaphorical heart of all things Machine.
the only tool in my box that i have left is a hammer and everyone i come across starts to look like a nail and i end up on the cross jesus you should see the view of the things i've lost but i keep on finding my heart works fine it pumps my blood does all the things a good heart should just doesn't deal with love the only friend that i have left still resents me leaving meanwhile i'm repossessed and she's saving snails and i revel in the mess the chaos makes me want things more or less all depending my heart works fine it pumps my blood does all the things a good heart should just doesn't deal with love should i let it lose on love should i set it free? re-unmelt my heart