Roll around in a waterbed
Wake up, step into my head
Throw a room around
Searching for a sound
Nothing for my ears
A current’s currency is wash
Stumbling in, leaking out of view
Out of you and into new
Swim around on a comfy bed
Wake up, step out of my head
Throwing nothing found
Leaving without sound
Ringing in my ears
A current’s currency is wash
Running in, leaking out of view
Into you and feeling new