Don't Make Sounds

Don't break down without

getting your head above the water

(your head)

They can't see, they can't hear you

With all that's been unfolding

You could find it or not find it

With all that's been repeating

Summers will never get me

I go the long way around

Tired across the path and never...

After it's over I go looking

I go looking


I"m all wondered out

Looking for a space, a final slumber

(I'm tired)

Is it good or is it going to be

Before it's gone the wrong way?

I could find it or not find

I'll find it

Oh with all that's been telling...