In pools you swim, coming an inch

From the edge

You get gone, at the hint

Of catching an edge

Or never begin

All the parts I am are laid out on a tablecloth

All the parts I want I would trade at a moment’s thought

On the north border of a quiet moment

With your TV Dinner tray

By a wide margin,

You were safeguarding

Yourself from everything

Paint some red on it

Paint some red on it

Paint some red on it

Forget snapping fingers at your heels

It’s better to have Microwave meals

Take all you can carry

Take all can steal

All the part I am are laid out on a tablecloth

All the parts I want I would trade at a moment’s thought

On the north border of a quiet moment

With your TV Dinner tray

By a wide margin,

You were safeguarding

Yourself from everything

Paint some red on it

Paint some red on it

Paint some red on it

And I can’t even think of any day in future or in past, where I won’t need you to comfort me. Where I won’t need you to comfort me.

In Pools you swim

Floundering an inch, from the edge

You get gone at the hint, of catching an edge

Or never begin

Take all you can carry

Take all you can steal