I want something … That’s purer than the water, like we were once…
but It’s not there now, Ineloquence and anger are all we have …
Can we lash out first, all the things we don’t like or understand?

And now it’s beginning to get to me …that I know more of the stars and sea
Than I do of what’s in your head ? barely touching in our cold bed

Are you beginning to get my point? Are you? See they’re always fighting with aching joints
And It’s doing nothing but tire us out, and the worst part is no one knows what this fight’s about…