Well, I'm piss and vinegar again. And I hiss and I rattle and shed. And I encircle you like a bird on a school. As you slowly fight your way to shore.
Like the flutter of your fingertips, like the flickering of lights. You've got your bright ideas but we've got bigger fish to fry. Found you out there on your doorstep, undressed to the nines.
Like two ships in the night,. We're colliding and sinking,. Into the black sea of our love.. We navigated past the point of logical thinking,. Lost sight of the stars up above..