In between the reed nodes, where the stars are hiding
In the way that an animal wakes
There is something there

In amongst the gaps falls every word and silence
In [bad word] glass by the trainline
There is something there
Something is there

In between the islands where we used to swim
To that place I am on my way
I am on my way

I swam towards your ship
Like a missile guided by vague feelings

I swam, I swam
I will swim, I will swim
I will swim towards your ship