Skindiving

James

Reach your hands inside this dream
Unzip the skin, release the sleep
Going down, I'm growing wings 
Hope I can fly before I hit the ground
I can hear your thoughts arise 
From these depths to creamy skies
Drifting down the water's cool 
Let the weeds cover you 

The silvery storms show nothing here
The surface domes the water's clear
The water's clear