Somebody's got to be in charge
I am the sailor
I am the ship
I am the squalling, raging ocean
I’m the wind, too, while I'm at it
But these fish, they’re getting slower
sicker, dumber
Flinging themselves onto the deck
reluctant seekers that don’t want
what they are looking for
that don't know what they are looking for
that don't know what they don't know
I can forgive them their ignorance
but Jesus Christ, Fish,
take a look around yourselves
Don’t you see the other fish
gasping for air, for water, for freedom, release?
As if that's the way the world’s supposed to be
As if gasping is breathing
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