Swimming

You know they say, they always say That things will get better If you believe in love, believe in hope Believe in the way that you feel But my trouble is My troubles aren't real They're real enough that in as much As yes, they are happening But their burden bears upon the soul Their weightlessness boring a hole That's deep enough to dive So let the rain come down And fill a swimming hole Until the sun come out Then we can go swimming The turtledove, in all his love Dissecting his babies For the mites that dine, upon the plume Removing them just to make room 'Alas,' he cried, 'although I've tried The next generation Has appointed themselves in control But tremble my young things no more For we'll never want for our dinner So let the rain come down And fill a swimming hole Until the some come out Then we can go swimming We will swim more, and more, and more, and more, and more It'll rain more, and more, and more, and more, and more We will swim more, and more, and more, and more, and more It'll rain more, and more, and more, and more, and more It'll rain more, and more, and more, and more, and more We will swim more, and more, and more, and more, and more It'll rain more, and more, and more, and more, and more We will swim more, and more, and more, and more, and more