Perfect Water

Perfect water, the dark wind braids the waves

The crazed birds raid the trees, is this our destiny?

To join our hands at sea and slowly sink and slowly think

This is perfect water passing over me

Do you know Jacques Cousteau

When he said on the radio

That he hears bells in random order

Deep beneath the perfect water?

Love, that is frightening

But still so inviting to drown, drown inside a sound

That lay so far underground and to think, and to think

This is perfect water passing over me

To flow inside the spiral tide, to drown my eyes like a blind ride

And to cross the perils of black water

It waits for me like mother and daughter

A life of perfect order, a strange and perfect water

A life of perfect order, a strange and perfect water

Perfect water, I dream this dream within the deep and warm gulf stream

Where two blocks of ice melt into my hands like dice

And I roll seven on the floor of the sea

And I roll seven on the floor of the sea

And I feel the perfect water washing over me

To flow inside the spiral tide, to drown my eyes like a blind ride

And to cross the perils of black water

It waits for me like mother and daughter

A life of perfect order, a strange and perfect water

A life of perfect order, a strange and perfect water

A life, a strange

A life, a strange