Whale Song (Song Instead Of A Kiss)

If I were you and you were me

Sha la la la

You could see it's more than just a whale song

More than random flowers bursting from my mouth

More than shit whispered into the crook of my arm

And not unlike the murmurings, the murmurings coming from caves

With their mouths, their mouths against the sea

I-I-I-I am the singer at the bottom (bottom) of the well

Oh I am just one, one of many bathing beauties

And all along the beach

You can hear it, you can hear it

Getting whispered down the line

Going "Song (song) instead of a kiss

Baby this is a song instead of a kiss"

And is that, that the saddest thing to know?

Oh, is that, that the saddest thing to know?

We say no, it's not the saddest thing to know

Oh, we say no it's not the saddest thing to know

And I can see you've made a garden

From the flowers growing out of my remains, remains, remains

And I would say it's not the way I would have had them

But I would also say that it will work just the same

And here we see the shovel, and here the hanging vine

And here is where the heart was, and here we see the spine

And here is where he'll sing, and here is where you'll stand

And here we see the path from where your other lovers ran

Here we see the pond, it's where the whale will stay

Wondering what happened to freedom and grace

There will be a whole entire garden at the end of this

There will be a song instead of a kiss

Instead of a kiss