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