Like Water

There's a lot of fish in the sea.
Most of them don't notice me.
I'm on my back, counting sheep.
Slowly sinking into the deep.

I see a fluffy storm front form.
I see Olympus where Zeus was born.
I love the way thunder vibrates like porn.
When I'm rushing through a maze of corn.

I strip down, let my feelings go.
My energy deep dives far below.
The humpbacks offer a glory hole.
A bubble bath for all the hoes.

A reach around for emotional pain.
The storm is here, wrapped in rain.
Don't tread on me after the flood has came.
You'll just tirelessly drift with me like hydroplane.