Martha & The Muffins - Swimming Lyrics
Another fight on the street belowThey've got things to proveShouting threats and sending out a counter glowAll they do is walk, talk, knit socks, wind clocksAnd crawl on their bellies like a reptileI have no idea at allI hear a soundWe talk of parks and simple placesSense the thickness of the airHighly strung like nervous guitarsMy fingers make waves in youWe're afraid to call it loveLet's call it swimming