Temporary Dive

I fell down in that hole again

I am a lump of jelly I am a dead fish

I look up at the blue sky

And I know that it's just a temporary dive

Sometimes we tip-toe

Sometimes we run

Sometimes we wander while

Looking at the sun

Sometimes we tip-toe

Sometimes we run

Sometimes we wander while

Looking at the sun

Sitting on the cold dirt floor

I want to finish the counting of days on the walls

I build a ladder from broken wish bones and square shaped stones

That my friends threw it down in the hole

Sometimes we tip-toe

Sometimes we run

Sometimes we wander while

Looking at the sun

Sometimes we tip-toe

Sometimes we run

Sometimes we wander while

Looking at the sun

And even though I read maps to avoid them

They change location every day

And somehow all of my traces they vanish

But shall one stay put shall one stay low

Shall one not go just to avoid this hole

Sometimes we tip-toe

Sometimes we run

Sometimes we wander while

Looking at the sun

Sometimes we tip-toe

Sometimes we run

Sometimes we wander while

Looking at the sun