If there were an ocean We’d be wading in the distance There would be only water Creating a resistance A place to decompress A vat of chlorine’s close enough I guess If there were an ocean We’d glisten on the surface Surface
Instead of an eruption We bubble only briefly When there is erosion We both regret it deeply I arrived at the scene you were perfectly surrounded by pylons When the crowd separated the officer said you were already gone Appetite minuscule Middle of the night Drain the pool The summer’s over
I don’t think I could find it I don’t know how to find it again Don’t think that I could get behind it I don’t think I will ever find it again
