at the beginning of time
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before there were waves
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we’d sit in our boats
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we’d float there all day
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and there weren’t any waves
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cuz there wasn’t any wind
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cuz there wasn’t any sun
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we were waiting for the world to begin
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we were waiting in the darkness
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we were waiting in the darkness
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each of us in our own boat
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each of us in our own thoughts
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sometimes you could hear people talking amongst themselves
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(someone had a boat with wheels and i said
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you’re a bit early but I know how you feel)
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but mostly it was just silence
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the silence only broken by the absence of the clinking of the masts
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and every now and then a bird would not fly by and someone would look up and say — what wasn’t that?
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we were waiting in the darkness
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we were waiting in the darkness
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one night (or was it day?)
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i was awoken from a dream
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i was dreaming of someplace like I’d never been
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and i heard someone say
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someone’s fallen in and they can’t swim
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so i leaned out and i, i pulled them in and he was holding his head
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and it was HUGE and shaped like a fish
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and he slid down to the crook of the keel
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and when i was sure he’d fallen asleep
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i fell back to my reverie
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we were waiting waiting waiting
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we were waiting in the darkness
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you know what i think i miss most about that time?
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was the quality of the blackness
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it was soft somehow in the absence of fear
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you could take it into your mouth
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and send it out through your teeth
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(my dear)
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but the silence…
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oh, if, if i could go back to those times
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i’d take that silence there
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i’d take it into myself and bring it back to you
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and this is what i’d say
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we were waiting in the darkness
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at the beginning of time
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before there were waves
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we’d sit in our boats
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we’d float there all day
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and there weren’t any waves
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cuz there wasn’t any wind
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cuz there wasn’t any sun
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we were waiting for the world to begin
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we were waiting for the world to begin
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now…
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no. |