they say some people (far away)
nod No and shake their Yes
heads bobbing out a contradiction
a great barrier reef
outsiders all at sea
and maybe I am one of these
the folk who learned all strange
God knows that reading your expression
the waves crash down
can't breathe
and, sightless, grope to see
when signals broadcast miss their mark
and you nod (Yes) I shake
repression is communication
and honesty's a freak
the tide draws out
you (.) me (?)
I've always loved the ocean
