​Stop Walking Start Swimming

So what of connect: we could have it if we want it
I had what was yours, you had mine, we celebrated
The language we talked was - yes - a conversation
And then we cut each other off and lost the arrangements

And there's a room filled with men all trying to sing
And by sing, i mean: all in the dark they could say
All their names out loud for once to each other
But instead, they'll stay strangers, and i won't even bother

With all the lights off, i can barely brush the beards away
I'm tackled and taken from all angles widely
And where can i plug myself in for the warmth i need
Is it just through the skin i experience only only only only only

I do not want this thing that i carry with me
I mean: this museum, this illiterate history
Like an extra liver, as though i might need it someday
I don't need it - tell me, i don't need it

I want to witness it right in front of me
And be swallowed by it entirely
I want to forget the difference between the sky and the sea
I want to stop walking around and start swimming
Yeah, we're all walking around, but let's start swimming

And just have all their heads glued to me in a long line
(i don't want a private life)