Kym Tuvim: Listen
Reservoir
(Kym Tuvim)
Depression and love... a dangerous combination...
Reservoir
(c) Kym Tuvim
When you don't have much to say
I know something's coming
You're pulling those words up from the bottom
You leave the editor out in the hall
But, she's slipping you notes under the door
And, when you don't have much to say
I know you've been thinking
You're looking for ways to avoid what your feeling
And, what you can't say you try to ignore
But, it just floats, it just floats
In this reservoir
In this reservoir
So, if you had one memory you'd like to hold onto
Something so sweet that it would disarm you
But there's safety in what you ignore
And, so you'll float
You just float
In this reservoir
In this reservoir
You're going down
In this reservoir
Your safety's assured now
Now
So, when you don't have much to say
I know something's coming