The Secret Ocean

The secret ocean and its coast spilled out into the room
And it made me think of how you float away
To another distant room, embracing the unknown
And I wonder what you're doing there today

'Cause I'm always thinking of you
Your invisible rays slice me in two
You crush me every day
Made me change my shape
I could be anything you want me to

Drifting along the golden doorways
You tried to duck your head
But the ceiling sinks along you
And lifts you up into a place where you
Can be anything you want to
An old dead branch
A big red ant
A singing clown

It might be impossible to reach into the sky
And send you out a greeting on the telepathic line
Another selfish scheme for entering your dreams
Across the secret ocean in the broad unending time

I'm always thinking of you
Your invisible rays slice me in two
You crushed me every day
Made me change my shape
I could be anything you want me to
Oh, I could be anything you want me to
Oh, I could be anything you want me to