Floating simply floating arms like branches in the current flowing with it on and on on and on Why don't you answer why don't you cry why don't you look up when I call won't you even try Many children fishing here worms on a hook a daddy's hand in their hand or in their mind how could you be so blind Don't you wish you'd thought it over asked yourself just one more time if it was your time or just a passing fantasy ask me Hair like seaweed soft and floating on and on tears of rivers on and on a finger toe an eyeball slow loose in the water letting go On and on