Treading Water

We walked from Footscray all the way to Seaholme

And we talked about what we did when we were kids

We asked each other stupid questions, talked about the silly things

If only it could always be like this

We followed the path 'round the coast in the sunshine

You couldn't help but hold me to you close

And when you touched me I felt an aching

Fear of losing, fear of breaking

It took a while for that feeling to go

We both knew we were just treading water

Eventually drowned each other

Grab hold of you, pulled you under

Minds already the bluest colour

It's now I remember all of the best times

Like when we camped under stars when we first met

We climbed a hill to those abandoned trams

Lay together underneath the pines and

Skinny-dipped in the river as the Sun set

And in all of the pictures where we're together smiling

We both held our own wounds deep in our chests

Sometimes we wanted to scream aloud

But it's easier to shut them out

Than risk breaking our many woven threads

We both knew we were just treading water

Eventually drowned each other

Grab hold of you, pulled you under

Minds already the bluest colour

Would it be wrong to call this grieving

Losing someone who is still breathing

Smouldering, aching, fear of leaving

Pitiful, lonely, helpless feeling

Swing between numbness, body heaving

Try to ignore my faltered breathing