Golden, Or I Feel Like an Ocean Holding a Mountain

Zoning out in the shower
This water's hardly tasteless
Could be singing for hours
And still be needing a facelift
I feel like an ocean
Holding a mountain
I can barely keep it afloat

We've been talking for hours
And I can hardly take it
Man, I feel like I've come unfurled

Maybe I don't understand
The few amendments you made to the plan
From what you said on the fire escape
To pulling yourself right out of the races
Over six hundred days
And the light comes at you in every way
If only I could understand
The few amendments you made to the plan

Here to overindulge
I'm as keen as a bulb
No it can't be that bad
If you want what I have

If you've made a discovery
You can hold it above me
'Till I flip through the textbook
And chew out the bindings
Now my eyes are burning
And my stomach is churning
Yeah, whatever you slipped me
Doesn't seem to be working

We've been talking for hours
And I can hardly take it
I feel like I've come unfurled
As you know

Yeah well maybe I don't understand
The funeral arrangements, my head in the sand
When you call in the thought brigade
To ruminate down and out on the pavement
Over six hundred days
Spent like the first week over again
If only I could understand
Reimagine an ending
Where I don't feel so tired and used

Here to overindulge
I'm as keen as a bulb
No it can't be that bad (Not if you want it too)
If you want what I have
If you want what I have
(They all want what I have)

If nothing is golden
Whatever is holding
You to hold me still?
And if nothing is golden
Then nothing is holding you
To hold me still