Pee in the Stream

You smile in the doorway you, do everything boyfriends do

But you’re setting and maybe I’m setting too

In this orange country, all covered in palm trees

Fade into them you do everything boyfriends do

Laid out on the faking green, can’t groove can’t party

Can’t stand to drink when I gotta pee in a stream

And as the night moves, there is more sky than you

You are setting, tell me I’m setting too

So now it’s goodbye, Stud

The geese are calling

Sat on your shoulders til you vanished

Now I’m water falling

And the dreams asks: What do I want?

I said maybe thats the wrong question, but

I want to pee in the stream

I want to throw my shoes up on Holly Beach

And I want to go Tiki Tubing

And own my tension, because I made it happen

Want to pee in the stream

Want to think of you all somewhere over these trees

And all the funk in my pores that you leave

How you still groove, in a groove-less scene

As I pee in that stream

Want to have my problems get better with me

Instead of always trying to get off free

Well the waters not clear, the water is green

Where everything gets in sync

When you ride into town and everyone’s waving

Coming in for a few Astral Weeks

And I want to post it, for no one but me

Like the pee in the stream

Thighs splashed by its complexities

Say I can’t stop, I’m Tiki Tubing

And before this stream ends, the next ones beginning

So now it’s goodbye, Stud

The geese are calling

I watched until you vanished

Now I’m water falling