The Crawler

Andrea and me, we went swimming last Monday
Swimming last Monday in a community pool

I refused to remove my suit in the shower
Scared that someone might see the scars on my soul
That this autumn left me

A community swimming pool, it's like a society
Twenty people swimming in a line, making room for everyone
We work hard to get along

And then he comes along, the crawler
He doesn't see anyone else, the crawler
He jumps in in the middle lane and waves his crawling arms
Visibly damaging the swimming quality for everyone else
The crawler believes because he knows crawling
He gets to crawl over everyone else
"People who breaststroke and can't keep up
They should start crawling themselves"
So says the crawler

Andrea and me, we swam after each other
After each other in the community pool

I'm not good at talking while exercising
If you say something funny, Andrea, I'll drown

My arms in the water get number and number
For every second here I grow stronger
We're in a line, twenty people, we try to get along
I love how we get along

But the crawler keeps crawling, forcing the water
Building forts of waves that hit our faces
Us twenty, we gather around the crawler
We push his face under water
And we wait
We wait for the waves to slow down
We wait for the waves to slow down
We wait for the waves to slow down
We wait for the waves to slow down
We wait for the waves to slow down
And we wait for the waves to slow down