The Fish

We are the fish, looking for a sea
A place to be, just for you and me
We are the fish and we hold our breath
For the time to sink, for the time the flood swells
The flood swells

We are the fish, with just one lung
With our ugly lips, and our fate is like our bad smell

And I'm waiting for the knives to come
I'm waiting just to come undone

But I'm tired of hoping to
To see the surface, see the surface
But I'm tired of hoping to
To see the surface,
To see your face

We are the fish, now with salt and pepper
I've met your teeth, but sent no letter
No longer fish, but it just don't matter
I found no sea, and it just fits better

And I'm waiting for the knives to come
I'm waiting just to come undone

But I'm tired of hoping to
To see the surface, see the surface
But I'm tired of hoping to
To see the surface,
To see your face

We're no longer fish
Cause together we can't be
What we wished to see.