The Fish

We are the fish, looking for a sea

A place to be, just for you and me

We are the fish and we hold our breath

For the time to sink, for the time the flood swells

The flood swells

We are the fish, with just one lung

With our ugly lips, and our fate is like our bad smell

And I'm waiting for the knives to come

I'm waiting just to come undone

But I'm tired of hoping to

To see the surface, see the surface

But I'm tired of hoping to

To see the surface,

To see your face

We are the fish, now with salt and pepper

I've met your teeth, but sent no letter

No longer fish, but it just don't matter

I found no sea, and it just fits better

And I'm waiting for the knives to come

I'm waiting just to come undone

But I'm tired of hoping to

To see the surface, see the surface

But I'm tired of hoping to

To see the surface,

To see your face

We're no longer fish

Cause together we can't be

What we wished to see.