Shark dream

Swimming under Surface, swimming under Surface in a troubled soup sea.
My eyes eating lost bubbles, the last bubbles my lungs spit.
There's no noise around here, so quiet is my private space, I could even paint stars.
Each one of them is turning, wrapping my body in a milky blanket.

So bye...Nothing so far...To make me wanting another breathe...

There's no noise around here, no one to talk to, just myself and I.
There's an absolute evidence, no one on the Surface respect no difference !
Sometimes out of my blacky grave some kinds of movements make me look up,
And then it's your silhouette, your long and brightly silhouette, floating in a blue stream.

So I rise...Nothing so far...Awake such an hunger in me...

And like in a Shark Dream, I open wide my mouth...
Fear me, I come, I got a thirst of Flesh and Blood,
I've puked enough of electronically stuff ! ! !

Now that I'm dancing, dancing on the sea, will you call me a stupid Christ ?
It's easier to walk on water than running in your crazy world, in my Shark Dream,
'cause I'm hungry of your love, I can do The Impossible, just tell me so !
I can draw around your face hopeful shining circles of grace that would spread for ever.

So I rise back...Nothing so far...Awake such an hunger in me...
And like in a Shark Dream, I open wide my mouth...To sing !