Night Swim

I know we're all good people trying
to make the most of our fleeting days
Nothing is sacred, just stressed,
and it manifests in awfully deceiving ways
That doesn't make you a liar though, my bad, quite the opposite
I was thinking maybe we could trying it out
It won't hurt anything...
Let me lick your wounds
I formally invite you to my aquatic cathartic pass time
in the deep end of my fragile little brain
Fall in, don't let it drain you of passion though
Towards the lonesome lives of quiet desperation
I don't know what going through the motions will solve
but giving up is a fatal mistake
you're swimming around like a jaded seahorse
like you don't believe in an infinite resource
but you don't run out of love
you don't just wither away
I bet from the microscope lens above
we probably look like angels at play
So in the scribbles of time just try
to find the clean line and ride it out
just ride it out
I've twiddled the thumbs of my life and I don't regret a thing yet