Forgetting is Believing

Been there always

Could be there again

Ended always

To bend it back up again

It's a truce

Standin' toe to toe

In a boat

Throwing in a first blow

To leave a couple teeth to spit out

We swim out a ways

I hope we don't start to cramp

At least it's not a race

We can always float on our backs

Well it's true

It's true in what they say

It's a hoax

And you don't even know

You just laugh

You laugh

And when you don't, you just stare

And it's not even there

It's a joke

And it's always a big deal

To people who don't matter at all

They're callin' all the folks you know

And their voices are always so very small

If we lend our gaze

It's like ought not come back

Hold your breath babe

There's always one more left

Set a good pace

It's a kind sort of thing that always wins

And when we finally cross that line

When we're dragging behind

Your stroke will be the least that defines

There's always a distance

Between a shot and a whistle

Between a shot and a whistle

Between a shot and a whistle