You win the arguments you have you want so badly to be right But they just drift away You're left there with nothing in your hands While we tumble from the mountains where we were born Born of sky and mountains we tumble from the rocks Shifting coloured patterns in the brightness of the day
We're only made of water The full moon gets us high We can change our shape into anything as often as we like
All our lives are liquid, there's nothing that is stone The angles wash to curves and in the end we soak into the hollows of the earth And home we carry with us just a sense of where we've been as we flow into one another - I've found you and lost you and found you so many many times
We're only made of water The full moon gets us high We can change our shape into anything as often as we like
And mischief and meaning and tricks of the mind The spray and the mist and the falling of time