Flotsam And Jetsam

Doing nothing, stuck in the mud Just pumping the blood The water level's getting low Something ugly's going to show If only I could touch you I guess you'd be alarmed If only I could touch you I don't mean you no harm If only I could touch you Like the wind can touch the sail If only I could touch you, darling Now that words have failed Oh, flotsam still afloat Oh, jetsam thrown out of the boat And oh love, my love Nothing here is what it seems We both know it; Christ, you show it... Oh, oh my love