Fragment Two - These New Puritans

In between the ring notes where the stars are hiding

In the way, till another moon wakes

There is something there

And the money games from

Every word in silence

In crushed glass by the train line

There is something there

Something is there

In between the islands where we used to swim

To a place, I am on my way

I am on my way

I swim to addition

I can circle my thoughts

Fake feelings

I swim

I swim