All along the way we swam
Through the warm waters
We got caught in the twisting vines and sea weed
We got caught in the current and torrent of the river mighty
And you can call me your little sea otter
And I will call you my slippery one
How the waters tore into us
And pulled us along the way
How the waters carried us
All the way to our big yellow boat house.
Here on the bank we’ll anchor our hearts
And rest in the slow quake of rudders and barnacles
You are the one that makes any journey possible
True love means finding you despite losing it all.
And how I held your shivering body in my arms
And how we fell asleep damp and warm inside ourselves.
