I go down to the water To pull the raft of the beauty You make a sketch on missing parts Well, nothing is real until it's lost There are lovers floating by in stream that's a state that we won't get in You put a scene up hold on (It's a dream of show? to cover all that scene) Can't understand why you're trying to put us in, that you put us in You're up in the ceiling you'll save the state of healing as I called up your feeling I found misery by leaving I'm fond the dreams you have The raft, the sea, and me You put a scene up hold on