Morning fire
Across the wire
I'm swirling
Without moving now
You take the wheel
And then I'll take the wheel
If this is really
Really real
In the smog of apocalypse
I reach for you
As the horizon slips
Crooked sky
I want to see you
For the rest of my life
Wouldn't that be something?
Diving down
To see down from below
The light makes a pretty crown
At the surface and so...
You tell me things
And I tell you things
And everything sings and sings and sings
Back and forth
Across the water
Across the wire
I keep slipping through
This morning fire
Oh strange desire
Back and forth
Back and forth
Back and forth
