Woorden: Stuart Davis. Self Titled. Swim.

The only reason that it's scary getting old
is people treat you like you're too big to hold
and you still feel just like a kid

You call my bluff when I pretend to be at peace
You take the water that I finally release
Close your mouth, open your arms

That is why I reach for you so much
I think I'm drowning until we touch
Life is an ocean we fall in
When you hold me I can swim

In this hospital the beds are made of steel
and metal instruments are all some people feel
What you need is something soft against your skin

So you don't have to pretend to be at peace
I'll take the water that you finally release
Close your mouth, open your arms

That is why you reach for me so much
You think you're drowning until we touch
Death is an ocean we fall in
I will hold you while you swim