Just tuck me in and explain to me How fast I'll swim this summer, Lest I'm pulled under a sea of floating heads And drifting in an an expectative sun that I kick against. I'm diving in.
From where I stand, the world still spins. From where I stand, my head still spins, Yet I hold my breath.
It is not up to me, but if it was up to me, I would float here forever.