On the way
You blab like a happy bimbo
Sifting the night air for weapons before you suck it into your lungs
Into the diving bell with foraging behemoths
On the way
You blush like a raving psycho
Tossing a mussel back to life
Before you suck us into your eyes
Into the diving bell
Favoring my bad leg
To a snow-blown motel
I'm dragging my bad leg
The horizon's heaven's assault
You can live on the salt
You can live on it all
