[00:36.065]I'm sitting slowly, I'm bending my knees.
[00:38.717]Cold granite touches my skin where the veins are close,
[00:41.384]stealing the warmth from the back of my legs...
[00:44.038]I lay down on the stone seaside and wait for waves.
[00:46.642]When I am damp I will see my first friend
[00:49.287]and he'll laugh at my hair floating far, far behind me.
[00:51.936]I know my toes are inadequate undersea tools
[00:55.070]but my first friend will help me to be...
[00:59.848]Quite simply I'm sinking and thinking of times
[01:02.198]in the past where bouancy marked my adventure.
[01:04.872]I know that the darkness is partly to blame
[01:07.533]for the fact that this sensation has not a name...
[01:13.095]My tiny child was killed by a car and my twin brother lives so far away.
[01:18.953]First friend has working gills!
[01:21.276]My last love took all of her pills!
[01:55.206]My friend, by the way, is green in the gills
[01:57.066]and on an average day can swim millions of ways.
[01:59.453]About the nails and scales he is a silvery blue,
[02:01.584]and it's not that he swam, but rather, he flew!
[02:03.965]My friend, by the way, is green in the gills
[02:06.095]and on an average day can swim millions of ways.
[02:08.225]About the nails and scales he is a silvery blue,
[02:10.541]and it's not that he swam, but rather, he flew!
[02:28.802]I thought it would be dark like the space
[02:31.153]between dreaming down here but I can see a half-moon above me,
[02:34.483]elusive, yet mostly sub-orbital...
[02:37.431]see how my friend splashes wildly!
[02:39.234]He coats every drop of the moonlight and sends it
[02:42.174]in swirls past my face in the cold, salty water.
[02:44.770]He has no idea of the pain that it causes
[02:47.431]to fight the temptation to follow it down!
[02:52.696]My friend hasn't noticed I'm blue in the face!
[02:55.091]He's just not aware that my man-lungs need air!
[02:57.759]But I'm loathe to swim up towards the surface where headaches
[03:00.433]and car-battered children will clutch at my brains...
[04:09.398]And if you ever ask if I can fly,
[04:12.578]I'll tell you, "Yes, I've died!"
[04:14.716]The wings that form post-mortem ebb and flow with every tide.
[04:19.447]Skin and tendons fall away,
[04:21.578]but I shall glide forever fey,
[04:23.961]and nails and scales in the dampest depths shall lead me far away...
[04:28.427]lead me far away...
[04:31.002]lead me far away...
[04:33.081]lead me far away...