Liminal

These are the last few days of summer And do you think we could start over? Because the record is still spinning I’m not made of glass so, set the needle down This is a water hymn Up from the bottom This is a water hymn Up from the bottom Again Now there’s music playing over Not what I need, it’s just familiar Can’t seem to find the one thing I lost Oh maybe I swallowed the key This is a water hymn Up from the bottom This is a water hymn Up from the bottom Again Or maybe I was the canary Someone always must go first I have trouble treading lightly I accidentally want it all This is a water hymn Up from the bottom This is a water hymn Up from the bottom This is a water hymn Up from the bottom This is a water hymn Up from the bottom Again