I'm sweating,

And breathing

And staring and thinking

And sinking

Deeper.

It's almost like I'm swimming.

The sun is burning hot again

On the hunter

And the fisherman,

And he's trying to remember when,

But it makes him dizzy.

Seems like I've been here before.

Seems so familiar.

Seems like I'm slipping

Into a dream within a dream.

Must be the way you whisper.

The sun is setting cool again.

I'm the thinker

And the fisherman

And I'm trying to remember when

But it makes me dizzy.

And I'm sweating,

And breathing,

And staring and thinking

And sinking

Deeper

And it's almost like I'm swimming.

Seems like I've been here before.

Seems so familiar.

Seems like I'm slipping

Into a dream within a dream.

It's the way you whisper.

It drags me under

And takes me home.