Steve Sloane - The Deep End of Your Bed

No sleep in the deep end of your bed
The only place I ever get to swim
I can't touch and my arms have said too much
The more you move the more you kill the mood

I'm waterlogged
And sinking fast
But wet at last

Then I land at the bottom of the pool
On a pile of watches talking about you
They open up the floor and I just stand there with no story
Bubbling sorries into bed sheets I don't know

There's never anywhere for me to dry off
Why bother if you're gonna get back in?
Maybe I should float above the covers
And maybe learn to sleep when I don't swim

There's no love for the one who seeks no love
Or the one whose cheek would rather go untouched
So I drain the bed, open up and clear my head
Dry off and throw my towel to the wind

I'm still waterlogged
But rising fast
And dry at last

Written by:
Steve Sloane

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