Oceans

Billowing sea snakes Tangling with these fates An overgrown coral reef Oxygenated While we separated Our seaweed mask From our fig leaf Well I don't mind you riding the tide I've had worse jellyfish stings I've got a clamshell with motives inside If you find that hard to believe The sand in my toes Salt water in my nose And a hot wind bore down on my back I'd be much more shallow Blue covered in aloe The deeper, the more it seems black Well I don't confide in the surf or the sound Like a shell hear myself echoing I can see no more land than this unstable ground And the gulls gather round like thieves I am holding on to sunlight I am holding on to water Oh, sink or float, oh Oh, sink or float, oh Oh, sink or float, oh Oh, sink or float, oh I am holding on to sunlight I am holding on to water