I've covered myself. Forgave all my sins. I jump in the pool. And float around, around the deep end. . Like I'm up on a wire. Without a net. But I'm without a circus.
All the air that we breathe enters you. But enters me deeper, yeah, deeper. That big boat on which you float. Does it in the shallowest of water, waters.
It was a dark, depressing party 'til she came into the room. She wore a neon colored vinyl skirt that brightened up my view. There was a mutual attraction of a woman and a man.
Karen blows the smoke across. The table to the seat I'm in. And blood is passed around in glasses. "Vintage year", she says again. She says again. . As I sit here choking on my food.
The blue, blue, bluest skies. Are heading my way. My finest days in life. Are coming to stay. . 'Cause after tomorrow. I'm no longer for sale. 'Cause after tomorrow.