Away.

Wave effects in our every move—
You keep coming and going
And coming and going
And I feel you brush against my sides
Pulling
There’s an ocean of others acting the same
In their leaving and coming
And they brush against your sides
To get to all of mine
And I’m feeling you all pull.
And I’m feeling you all pull.
And I’m feeling that I’m the three-year old
Caught in a current that’s not supposed
To be known to her yet.