BB Gun

Floating on your back, all black is the water
You could stack all the stars in the second that you saw her
There’s a few notes humming through the middle of your head
What’s your body been doing since you left it for dead?
My love rings out like a BB gun fire
It’s a mid-week morning, I’m a tangled up wire
I could get to my feet, but I’ll lay here instead
What’s your body been doing since you left it for
dead?
Running up a buzz, we got foolhardy
Dropping all those names at the pool party
Something got lost between here and the orbit
Where I bounce my voice so that you can hear it