Tadpole swimming    In the ocean   Going somewhere   Always somewhere      Maybe it's like my grandma says   You're going to dinner   With all your tadpole friends   And wouldn't that be nice      I could just tell that you're happy, the way you're moving with the current   It's almost like you're dancing   With tadpoles that don't need music, they just feel it   And wouldn't that be nice      Lately I feel strangely   Even a poet sometimes cannot find the words   It's like someone's been whispering   All of the truth I hoped I'd never have to learn      So tadpole floating on the water   I want to be you, in this moment   And no I am not weird, I just wonder what it would feel like   To live the sea life, just for one night      I would start up a tadpole choir   And we would sing Greg Brown    Like Brian Rogers   It may be nice      Maybe I would just stay home   And love my lover   With my whole heart      Lately I feel helpless   Even a sailor sometimes cannot catch the wind   But I could have picked a better place to lose my momentum   Than in this parking lot at 3am      And when you say the things   You say you mean them   Or is it just all of the Catholic guilt again   Just sinking in      Just a tadpole swimming in the ocean   Sinking in   Feels like I'm sinking in