dear fay

Im all bent out of shape
Reason with me/dont fade away
I do fancy be on your meander
Similar charge/well very same blunder
Did self-accuse stitches besiege you?
As i kicked, swallowed and and as i grew

Did i forebode your end?
Oh my dear/no my dear
Did i forebode your end?
Oh my dear/no my dear
I wouldnt ever let you bend

Timid waves on the rebound
Our warlike voices blurred the ground
Why then did we swim out
But we swam out/we swam out
We swam out like cocky boy scouts

The waters got deeper that day
My yearning/my squealing
The waters got deeper that day
My yearning/my squealing

Let it blow over to fray