Water Songtext
von Chris Bathgate

Sometimes my thoughts
Are like lights on the water:
Some calm and clear
And the others they stutter,

Feathered across
The feel of the water.
Somehow my words
They just scatter them further.


I call it out.
I calm it down.
I call it out.

Sometimes my words
Are like rooms long and narrow: faded in heat,
Of the mind′s deepest furrow.

Sorrow in soothe,
Secret in cadence,
Somehow my thoughts remain
Otherwise sated.

I call it out
I calm it down
I call it out