Morning Fire

Morning fire Across the wire I'm swirling Without moving now You take the wheel And then I'll take the wheel If this is really Really real In the smog of apocalypse I reach for you As the horizon slips Crooked sky I want to see you For the rest of my life Wouldn't that be something? Diving down To see down from below The light makes a pretty crown At the surface and so… You tell me things And I tell you things And everything sings and sings and sings Back and forth Across the water Across the wire I keep slipping through This morning fire Oh strange desire Back and forth Back and forth Back and forth