Choice Mountain

I'm trying to leave my ocean home.

I'm trying to leave my ocean,

Though I don't know nothin' of the swamp.

And I could be a limbless star,

Pushing at the sac all ready to delight the lucid shoal.

And you don't look impressed.

I could be the dolphin of your dreams,

Willing wings to my chest.

One day I'll grow up and show you

Harpoons and monsoons won't keep me at bay,

There's so much yet to happen

My limbs, now my fins, now a film on my lips

And why you never call back?

I'm older, I'm colder, I'm not commin' good

A cherub in the ashtray.

Wriggling back to the source

And thrashing at the waterfalls for what?

Somewhere there is a place

And I could be the whale that takes it all.

But maybe I'm a lioness

And when I reach the shore I'll

Tear apart hyenas with no thought.

Now organs in a glassy glow,

And cloudy with potential

Muscle mass and vertebrae begin.

Trying to figure my place

I'm feverish with all my dreams away.

They don't notice me now,

But I could be the whale that takes them all.

Them all!

Try this, and try this, and try this again,

I'm never gonna make it.

Delete me,

Repeat me,

Let's try this again.

A tiny little fish egg,

He's homeless, and boneless, and drifting along

Just jelly in the blackness.

And inching up to the pole,

Only to be lost among the white.

Somewhere there is a place,

And I could be a pterodactyl God.

I'm trying to leave my ocean home.