It's a strange coincidence how
After these incidents I've
Finally had the common sense to say
That all these words and all these sounds
That I've heard and kicked around
Are simply my mouth thinking out loud
And I don't pretend to
Know what I should do
But I fear the weight
Of potential mistakes
So I look behind my eyes
Where these inaudibles tend to hide
And try to synchronize
These stumbling thoughts of mine
But they twist and they turn
In time of each reach and yearn of mine
So to save this final noun
I'll say things for the sake of sounds
Look for maybe
I will soon see
Ways to say that
I won't go back
And I don't pretend to
Know what I should do
But I fear the weight
Of potential mistakes
One, two, ready, go
Jump down, shallow waters
Don't fear these sounds I hear
One, two, here we go
Jump down, shallow waters
Don't fear these sounds I hear