One day got the notion in the ocean
One day thought that he would learn to swim
That day, must admit he was a fool
That day,
went straight to the swimming pool
Sander took a class down at the YMCA
With families,
children and their mothers
Fathers reclining in the hot tubs and
the saunas There he was among them,
a pink unicorn
Day one,
shocked to see him, everybody Day two,
they all see him, screw it up
Day three,
gangster in class, tattooed ass Day four,
they go out and drink it up
Day five,
he looks up and sees the lifeguard die Her movements,
smooth like spilling milk
In lane five,
she makes her way from one end to the other
He wants to talk to her,
but just then does not dare
In lane five,
he looks again to see the lifeguard die
Her movements, smooth like rolling clouds
In lane five,
she makes her way from one end to the other
He wants to talk to her,
but just then does not dare
He wants to talk to her,
but just then does not dare
The deep end
The deep end
The deep end
The deep end
The deep end