Shearwater

i forgot i was loving you disappeared

for an hour or two. and i cam to on a

cold wood floor and didn't feel so good

anymore. now we clasp our hands and

we make demands at the clouds (are

saying "what's wrong with you now?")

though we had big plans, now alone

we stand in the crowd and the're not

even laughing out lod; they don't care.

i'll shut my eyes and let TV whisper

laugh and talk to me, and i'll curl up

tight inside my head, killing time until
the whole day's dead. and i'll clasp my

hands and i'll make demands at the

clouds (are asking "what's wrong with

hime now?") thoug i had big plans

now alone i stand in the crowd and

they're not even laughing out loud; they

don't care got, cake that sound way.

if you've got something to say, say it

now. it's fake and i need you not to be

fake, and i don't care how you make me

feel, just so you're real. onece i say my

face in a bathroom mirror, and i didn't

know that i way

here, but i knew my eyes and i knew

my hands; i knew got would now listen

to all my demands. and the clouns

opened up and got interrupted the

earth (stopped drying and stopped

giving birth). and when i came to on a

cold wood floor, i didn't feel so good

anymore. and though all that sure love and all those

sweet words i'd forgotten

i'd felt and forgotten i'd heard - and

what once was clear is now so blurred

and smeared-your love felt more pure

once you voice disappeared