Josie
Josie was bound for the pool when she tasted water
She forgot all the crap in school when the surface caught her
Those back-stabbing bitches and boys who would never notice
She'd put on a suit, take a breath, jump, and then she'd hold it
But is it hard to seize the day
When your backstroke leads the way
Do you feel like you are vanishing or what does it take
To believe a single tumble turn could whisk you away
I don't know
Do you, Josie?
The talk of the town was the fair and the local drive-in
No Haslemere wasn't exactly what you'd call happening
But once in a while they'd do it up in style
And the streets would be alight with colour
Josie would stop to put her wet hair up
And feel the sacrifice in her labour of love
Is it hard to seize the day
When your backstroke leads the way
Do you feel like you are vanishing or what does it take
To believe a single tumble turn could whisk you away
I don't know
Do you, Josie?
Was it a dream of yours to fly some day
You realised it wasn't your dream anyway
Did someone tie you to the kitchen chair
And make you spell out your name
Is it hard to seize the day
When your backstroke leads the way
Do you feel like you are vanishing or what does it take
To believe a single tumble turn could whisk you away
I don't know
Do you, Josie?
She forgot all the crap in school when the surface caught her
Those back-stabbing bitches and boys who would never notice
She'd put on a suit, take a breath, jump, and then she'd hold it
But is it hard to seize the day
When your backstroke leads the way
Do you feel like you are vanishing or what does it take
To believe a single tumble turn could whisk you away
I don't know
Do you, Josie?
The talk of the town was the fair and the local drive-in
No Haslemere wasn't exactly what you'd call happening
But once in a while they'd do it up in style
And the streets would be alight with colour
Josie would stop to put her wet hair up
And feel the sacrifice in her labour of love
Is it hard to seize the day
When your backstroke leads the way
Do you feel like you are vanishing or what does it take
To believe a single tumble turn could whisk you away
I don't know
Do you, Josie?
Was it a dream of yours to fly some day
You realised it wasn't your dream anyway
Did someone tie you to the kitchen chair
And make you spell out your name
Is it hard to seize the day
When your backstroke leads the way
Do you feel like you are vanishing or what does it take
To believe a single tumble turn could whisk you away
I don't know
Do you, Josie?
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Writer(s): Casper Christensen
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