Pool Day

On times, on land
Cold miles, a triumph
On waves, on sand
Calm space i dry on
And all i feel
I'm tasting
Bold lines i ride on

On bikes, on trains
Soft tires i drive on
And all that is real i'm wasting

Now, maybe now
It feels so long ago
Us coming down
In worlds we never grow
Cold maybe now
It feels so strong
We are, we are so old maybe now
In worlds we never grow