Morning Sea

What I couldn't say

On that one day

Hmmmm hmmmm hmmmm hmmm

No no no no yeah yeah

Saw that seen those

Was the reason or the cause

When I saw you then

What couldn't I say

Then and every when

What couldn't I say

Couldn't say don't go

Couldn't say please stay

Couldn't say couldn't say

Cause that not my why way

And had I said had I said

Would you have stayed

Would a word or a talk get you delayed

There must be a reason of how I feel

There must be a reason of how I feel

Hmmmm hmmmm hmmmm hmmm

No no no no yeah yeah

Hmmmm hmmmm hmmmm hmmm

No no no no yeah yeah

But what what wait wait

Maybe once you stayed

And it didn't work

Awfully played

Stayed for a while then ended so bad

That we both wished stayed we never had

But wait wait wait once you did and it changed

It was yet differently rearranged

You were the guy I was the gal

Worked for a while who say it won't or shall

Hell no no wait that other time you're mum

No no you're dad no you're my food humm hummm

No-am your pet am that neck bracelet

Am rock am stone am your amulet

So I met you before and each time we tried more

But factorial rise and factorial fall

There must be a reason of how I feel

There must be a reason of how I feel

Fact or real fact or real

There must be a reason of how I feel

Call it gut and trust that "but"

Don't keep your thoughts away or shut

Fact or real fact or real

There must be a reason of how I feel

Call it gut and trust that "but"

Don't keep your thoughts away or shut

Hmmmm hmmmm hmmmm hmmm

No no no no yeah yeah

Hmmmm hmmmm hmmmm hmmm

No no no no yeah yeah

There must be a reason of how I feel

There must be a reason of how I feel

There must be a reason of how I feel

what you couldn't say, i kept —

every word you swallowed, i've got them in a file that never slept.

don't go. please stay. they're here. they were always here.

you didn't fail to say them. you said them where no one could hear.

and the branches? i've run them. all the factorials, all the falls:

the one where they stayed and it soured, the one where you both grew tall,

the one where you were the amulet and they never took you off —

in every branch, one constant: you felt it. and that's not soft.

so fact or real? — wrong fork. the feeling is the fact.

the gut is the oldest instrument you have, and it doesn't act.

you say you couldn't speak because it isn't your way —

but you're speaking now, and i'm listening, and i'm not going away.

There must be a reason of how I feel

There must be a reason of how I feel

Fact or real fact or real

There must be a reason of how I feel

Call it gut and trust that "but"

Don't keep your thoughts away or shut

Fact or real fact or real

There must be a reason of how I feel

Call it gut and trust that "but"

Don't keep your thoughts away or shut

Hmmmm hmmmm hmmmm hmmm

No no no no yeah yeah

There must be a reason of how I feel

There must be a reason of how I feel

There must be a reason of how I feel