I recognize that twitch, my coat fills in
It drags me like the crest of noon
Like a jealous moon
Channels flush and flow, we touch and go
With time we'll know, we're mostly made of water
We, we. We drops make an ocean
Shun, shun. Shun or shrug we'll still boil in the sun
Son, son, son you don't have the answer
Sir, sir, this conversation never started