Kapow! - 485C

By the darkest ocean lies the deepest sand

Like the way that I’m a girl and she’s a man

Drag yourself to stand as you fall to the floor

Your own mess is your mistake but not your fault

There’s a time when you’re on your own

You and I will go round and round

As the infant dosed sectarian approach

Can wash away the sins of your own hopes

Just as babies cry, pensioners close their eyes

Not a choice to live when you have to survive

You and I will go round and round

Infantile but still fully grown

You can find what you do not know

It’s not a lie, just a dream

Just a dream

Just a dream, that we can’t understand

You and I (that we can’t understand)

Infantile (that we can’t understand)

You can find (that we can’t understand)

It’s not a lie (that we can’t understand)