In the dream nThe car fills up with waternAnd you and I are kissing just the samenThere's no panic to close the windowsnThere's no panic and no shamennThe seanThe frostnWe're good and lost but not shiveringnAnd you turn to me and whispernYou and Me, we're fucked, we're freenIf we call it fatenIt's altready to latento latennYou do one thing and then you do anothernAnd you lay out the life you ownnThe ocean floor won't ask you any questionsnIt just sighs and welcomes you downnnAnd we're lostnWe're good and lostnBut not shiveringnAnd you turn to me and whispernYou and Me, we're fucked, we're freenIf we call it fatenIt's altready to latento laten