I see everything I pass It's swallowed and vanished Is there something swallowing me when I pass you? Have you even noticed? I've been finding comfort in accidental order And feeling let down when I recreate it Because the act is conscious. And i've learned a trick or two So that I can't lose. And when they tackle me and hold me down so I can't move, I'll be goin swimmin. Whatever one could do to breach a boundary between two, It always seems to end up with somebody's swingin and tumblin. I've been seeking out strangers and remembering them To fantasize violence and love Because I'll never get to know them. And i've been examining my freedom since the day I was born, So when they tackle me and hold me down so I can't move, I'll be goin swimmin.