beyond the glass

you tell me that you think you know me

better than i know myself

do you think that you could show me

without defending yourself?

i keep waiting for the tide to turn

i guess that some fish will never learn

that there is an ocean out beyond the glass

and yet it’s better, somehow

to stay inside this…

if only you could control me

a crab inside a shell

maybe one day you’ll be happy

for now, the clanging of a bell

i keep waiting for the tide to turn

i guess that some fish will never learn

that there is an ocean out beyond the glass

and yet it’s better, somehow

to stay inside this

room

you keep on swimming around

you keep on swimming

don’t you ever get tired of the motion?

you keep on swimming around

you keep on swimming

that’s a lot of devotion

don’t you get tired of it all?

doesn’t it seem counter-logical?

i wish that you could check out all this coral

out on the sea

out here with me