Swimming
Still In The Woods
Where are the limits
From your point of view
Where do they end
I can’t listen to you
A spate of words
Comes out of your mouth
To infest me, to infest me
Seems like we’re
Swimming
In the open sea
There’s no land
Except for the ground
Under the water
So we need to dive
Dive down
And see where
Where it begins
Where are the limits
From your point of view
Where do they end
I can’t listen to you
A spate of words
Comes out of your mouth
To infest me, to infest me
