Orange Ten tadpoles, swimming in the lake Water rushes across my cuticles I'm a tad isolated I spend my time pacing the lake's shore The trees make sure I'm nicely placed in the present It's Autumn.. And the thrashing of fish As the birds sing songs And the snapping of turtles that burrow in the mud Turn the natural sound into music for us Plus, I'm almost completely convinced I could swim to the bottom of the lake But who's to say that when I get there I won't just sit there and wait It was at this time fate did not appear tragic No tragedy today Would I try it? Part of me increased in heartbeat Part of me felt my gut drop And part of me missed part of what was missing Part of me feels as though I could have had a kiss with death And part of me fears the second when I realize there's finally nothing left I looked amidst the water The shine of the sun reflected at us My spine and my lungs both feel traumatic pressure for a brief moment No sense is made, no fence is laid to separate us I couldn't push you in the lake or mud I can play hide and go seek and find a spot under a pile of leaves That was the beauty of childhood memories Most of them have much deeper meaning than their appearance to others I can witness the grass in my backyard And past fields of green keep me at bay from feeling scarred some days I still imagine pictures as an escape from bad cards I had to play I misbehaved for a very long time But put me near the lake and I'm calm like the sky on a clear day It could be cold and have snow covering the top And I'd still sit upon the brook and throw rocks If it was warm, catch me catching tadpoles You know that scent of fine water And surrounding your feet is nine minnows One big fish feeling up against my skin And the world turns indigo Simple, little, not so intimidating Blue like the water And I feel blue like the water And I feel loose at the joints like the water I belong closer I'm among exposure of a source that tries to look at me closer It may never speak but it definitely feels some way about me Cause when I come in contact my whole body will freeze That does not just happen I am no enemy but I'll defend from the internal static shock Which comes from beneath and above the rocks But I cannot defend against the pulse within my body So if it goes out, and I float through fine water Everything is okay, everything is alright I'll be here as nine minnows, and one big fish watching the night turn orange I'll be here with my fish I'll be here in my mind I'll be here in my mind