Gonna take my time to sink
Gonna take the current i need
I stall in the itty bitty currents at the cold floor of the sea
Gonna brace from the waves that blow
Gonna wash up with the weeds that crawl from
The endless beating waves that would break apart the beach
Anything you think of
Anything you dream of
What could you become
If you return to me
Gonna float to the mess in your house
Gonna make your children sneeze finally
The curtains spread wide and i float in the light of the beam
Gonna kick back and watch em fall
Once its seen that this is all and all and
Soon we'll hear another tale to the vanity
Anything you think of
Anything you dream of
What could you become
If you return to me
Dust, dust, dust, what could you be