I lost my phonenLost my coffee cupnMake things disappearnThen I make things upnI lost you, then I lost my waynAnd I make it difficult for you to say the things you want to saynnI am right, right in the eye, of the storm, and I am wondering whynnI have been watching, oh I I've been watching younThere are so many, so many secrets I’ve been keeping toonnOpen the coffin, there's nothing insidenThere are fake stars shining in the skynAnd when I wake up I find I am still dreamingnIn the bathtub, the salmon are teemingnnMaybe I need to see something grownSee black soil, green shootsnMaybe I need to touch downnI need heavier bootsnnI have been watching, oh I I've been watching younThere are so many, so many secrets I’ve been keeping toonnSomehow the spaces between the words grewnHow long till there are no more traces of younnYou found my phone, found my coffee cupnYou made things appear, as if the rain fell upnDoes it come down to laundry and dishesnDo these desires become impossible wishes