Dolphin

Mm, mm
Mm, mm
Dolphin
Take me with you
But I am bound
By the tin
That’s under
My feet
And the engine
Behind
If I held you
For a tow
Would you take me there
And back
But what is there
And what good is back
I don’t know
Dolphin
Take me with you
I want to feel
The speed
And the poise
Of moving
Of going
Away
But where
Shall we go?
Does it matter?
Should I know
When the reason is
To taste
Vacillando
Dolphin
Take me with you