From Indian Lakes
The Flow
Pull me back down when I stay in the flow
You’re making every thought less fleeting
I want to kick it out when I’m alone
Shake it back out when I can’t let you go
I never let the smoke stick to me
I clean in the salt
The undertow

And when you rapture
I’m coming in
Let you float a while
Till your fading out

Take your lungs out
The air stays in your throat
You’re moving up the staircase through me
It’s sleeping in my head when I’m alone