Swimming from Violet Waves by Jeremy Tuplin

When I was young I would go swimming
Through shallow daydreams and in the local bay-
-thing pool
Fall into line
Let the water flood the troubles that
My foolish heart would find
This life
Can be a tedious thing for an eight year old with a worried mind
And if the water’s rising
Over everything
Swimming swimming
Swimming

Now as a man, I rarely look back
Time’s a river bent through ever-shifting sand
And our lives
Are weaving weird patterns in the water with no hope
Of reaching land
I could help you see it
As the endless stream of ships are sinking
Swimming swimming
Swimming

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