The Drowning Man - Live Australasia Aug. 1981

She stands twelve feet above the flood
 She stares alone across the water
 The loneliness grows and slowly
 Fills her frozen body sliding downwards
 One by one her senses die
 The memories fade and leave her eyes
 Still seeing worlds that never were
 And one by one the bright birds leave her
 Starting at the violent sound
 She tries to turn but final noiseless
 Slips and strikes her soft dark head
 The water bows receives her
 And drowns her at it's ease
 Drowns her at it's ease
 I would have left the world all bleeding
 Could I only help you love?
 The fleeting shapes so many years ago
 So young and beautiful and brave
 Everything was true
 It couldn't be a story
 I wish it was all true
 I wish it couldn't be a story
 The words all left me lifeless hoping
 Breathing like the drowning man
 Oh fuchsia, you leave me
 Breathing like the drowning man
 Dreaming like the drowning man
 Breathing like the drowning
 Dreaming like the drowning man
 Dreaming like the drowning man