Floating floating
Cool and clear like nothing ever happens
Black oil on your skin and my camera watching
My camera watching
I see you now
Floating never moving
Smell the lavender
Hear the nothing
And my camera watching
My camera watching
Curled and twisted
Black oil on your skin and back and forth now
Wind sweeps through your feathers
And my camera watching
My camera watching
Mercy mercy
I don't wanna die
The cardinal sings as I float on by
And my camera watching
My camera watching
My my my camera watching
