snap out of it,   make a dash for it,   it's all in your head.   it's all in your head.      tip-toe up close enough to taste the weather...   we meant to get our feet wet,   but instead in we dove in our clothes and soaked from head to toe.      a blueish green,   silver glistening,   paint splattered past where the shadows casted...   we're drifting.   we're drifting.