In bed I hear cars
and trains and think of swamps and oceans
The diesel sounds of anchor chain
and muddy stirrings of a love I could have known
I choose to swim from the submerged car,
leave my unconscious friends
Avoid the grip and lazy turn
by twisting through the water just like them
Through fiber lips into the waves
and through ports of a destroyer
Where weightless men in steel caves
dance with Eddy and his red sister Coral
It takes me years to rise again
and years to travel home
I wish that you could travel too...
tell me the story of a love I could have known
and trains and think of swamps and oceans
The diesel sounds of anchor chain
and muddy stirrings of a love I could have known
I choose to swim from the submerged car,
leave my unconscious friends
Avoid the grip and lazy turn
by twisting through the water just like them
Through fiber lips into the waves
and through ports of a destroyer
Where weightless men in steel caves
dance with Eddy and his red sister Coral
It takes me years to rise again
and years to travel home
I wish that you could travel too...
tell me the story of a love I could have known