where do you go when your tides get low
In the summer dress
Of your drunkenness
I go far from here where the silence sleeps
In the very deeps
Of the holy blue
And I dream of you and I dream of you
Dream of you
Dream of you
what do you say when the rotted day
Is around your feet
In the noisy street
And your eyes fall rain from pain from pain
I say never again
Never again
Why do you wander so light though falling
In the underwater
Calling
I skate like a bird drunk on a word
Almost in love
If I only knew
But the best will drive through me and you
me and you
Me and you