If I tried to think and talk on the level I could blow a silent wave That would break against The grudge you bear me And upon your ruthless rave Got a dull ache in my stomach and my Tired heart is standing still I stay out of your Mean daily wars I beware of getting into your fights I'm a flower underwater, See against the light My leaves are perfect green, Ain't gonna be no bruises If I tried to draw in profile the shape Of those who vanish off the core I could take aim and then strike Just like you did with me before While instead I observe your colours Through my window painted blue And I try to refine my sorrow, So I slowly bask in gloom So now I'm standing still in this Doubtful borderline. I stay out of your Mean daily wars I beware of getting into your fights I'm a flower underwater, See against the light My leaves are perfect green, Ain't gonna be no bruises.