You win the arguments you have
you want so badly to be right
But they just drift away
You're left there with nothing in your hands
While we tumble from the mountains where we were born
Born of sky and mountains we tumble from the rocks
Shifting coloured patterns in the brightness of the day
We're only made of water
The full moon gets us high
We can change our shape into anything
as often as we like
All our lives are liquid, there's nothing that is stone
The angles wash to curves and in the end we soak
into the hollows of the earth
And home we carry with us just a sense of where
we've been as we flow into one another - I've found you
and lost you and found you so many many times
We're only made of water
The full moon gets us high
We can change our shape into anything
as often as we like
And mischief and meaning and tricks of the mind
The spray and the mist and the falling of time
