Fish in the sea swims backwards to me

He knows all about my desires



Sea turns to grout some clouds cried too loud

Im tangled on corraloid wires



Maybe im drowning pretend i dont notice

I just cant admit i like drifting down there



Hey Mr Wind why dont you blow things

Over over



But instead he blows the coal

While with the waves he goes

Ripple babble babble ripple babble...

Cut the crap come on and

Flow me home

Things are sure to straighten out

Once more



Fish in the sea looks sideways at me

He thinks that i smell a bit fishy



Maybe im drowning self-pity takes over

While Mr Wing whistles a song in my ear



As before

Wont do it no more

Do it no more

Said that before