For Sarah

So i'll skip a stone
Across a lake I do not own
I'll pick up the telephone
And set you free
But that's just you and me
That's just you and me

So i'll skip a stone
Across a lake I do not own
Made up of dead old dreamers'
Dead old dreams
They're bursting at the seams
They're bursting at the seams

But if land is owned by squatters law
Then surely this dead dream lake is ours
Cause we threw our dreams in there still alive
They shake and squirm and fight real free
But that's the thing with you and me
We never shook anywhere at all
Anywhere at all

So we'll say goodbye
Have ourselves a worthy cry
But you and I will never die
We'll never die
We will never die
We will never die

Cause if land is owned by squatters law
Then surely this dead dream lake is ours
Cause we threw our dreams in there still alive
They shake and squirm and fight real free
But that's the thing with you and me
We never shook anywhere at all

Anywhere at all