Marty Willson - Water

[Spoken Intro]
[Marty] The gondolas, sometimes they sleep. But othertimes they swim.
[Ann Carlberger] And you?
[Marty] Me?

The sudden rush and temptation
Of drizzle on my window
To go out and swim in the streets
With you
To turn the world into Venice
To let the water shrink me
Let me float in my umbrella boat
With you

I can see the rain clouds emptying
Little needles leaning to the left
Of you
And high they fly like burst balloons