Cinema Strange I Remember Tendon Water
One
I'm sitting slowly, I'm bending my knees. Cold granite
touches my skin where the veins are close, stealing the
warmth from the back of my legs... I lay down on the
stone seaside and wait for waves. When I am damp I will
see my first friend and he'll laugh at my hair floating
far, far behind me. I know my toes are inadequate
undersea tools but my first friend will help me to
be...
Quite simply I'm sinking and thinking of times in the
past where bouancy marked my adventure. I know that the
darkness is partly to blame for the fact that this
sensation has not a name...
Chorus
My tiny child was killed by a car and my twin brother
lives so far away. First friend has working gills! My
last love took all of her pills!
Bridge One
My friend, by the way, is green in the gills and on an
average day can swim millions of ways. About the nails
and scales he is a silvery blue, and it's not that he
swam, but rather, he flew!
Two
I thought it would be dark like the space between
dreaming down here but I can see a half-moon above me,
elusive, yet mostly sub-orbital... see how my friend
splashes wildly! He coats every drop of the moonlight
and sends it in swirls past my face in the cold, salty
water. He has no idea of the pain that it causes to
fight the temptation to follow it down!
My friend hasn't noticed I'm blue in the face! He's
just not aware that my man-lungs need air! But I'm
loathe to swim up towards the surface where headaches
and car-battered children will clutch at my brains...
Bridge Two
And if you ever ask if I can fly, I'll tell you, "Yes,
I've died!" The wings that form post-mortem ebb and
flow with every tide. Skin and tendons fall away, but I
shall glide forever fey, and nails and scales in the
dampest depths shall lead me far away...