Phosphorescence - Quivers

The phone cut out as I was telling you

And my hair turned grey as you were telling me

You carry my thoughts off one by one

To the shoreline, deep into the dark

Where we threw off our clothes

And we tried to swim out

I hit a dog on my way home

They stare you down in the middle of the road

I got home to a bottle and a book

But Oh!

The one you sleep with

Should be the one you dream with

Not the one you think you need

We went swimming, we went swimming

With the phosphorescence and the sharks

We went swimming, we went swimming

With the phosphorescence and the sharks

Where we threw off our clothes

And we tried to swim out

Where we threw off our clothes

And we tried to forget it

But Oh!

The one you sleep with

Should be the one you dream with

Not the one you think you need

Not the one you think you need

Not the one you think you need

Not the one you think you need

Not the one, not the one no!

But Oh!