Tom: Bm Bm [Verse 1] Bm In the screen, in the screen A Em Bm The daughter in white water [Interlude] Bm [Verse 2] Bm In the screen, but not seen A Em Bm Her hand describes the father [Interlude] Bm [Verse 3] Bm Stilted bones, cloaked in foam A Em Bm Squeeze laughter from the lather A Em Bm Drink water from the daughter [Interlude] Bm [Verse 4] Bm Neither matter, neither taste, Bm Neither solid, neither space, A Em Bm The daughter brings the water A Em Bm The daughter brings clear water