Fish Sticks

Is there a sign on the back of my head
 that says
 desensitized?
 Well I'm sorry I said anything.
 You sang a song
 you then learned to sing
 and said that you missed the songs you sang
 before you learned anything.
 In a fishbowl on the beach,
 I know the salty water stings,
 but it's not hard to see
 from a bowl the world's out of reach.
 I see my face in the lake at the end of a pier.
 All the fish seem to wonder what I'm doing here,
 when I hold my head under and hear them all scoff.
 I just open up my mouth and let my mind jump off.
 It says there's a sign at the end of this swamp
 that says destruct, it's fucked it's done it's just mud,
 no such dumb luck.
 Construct new huts,
 blind new kinds of ducks
 then make them occupy new titles
 like on the royal aisle,
 where they print up a phone book
 as thick as a bible.
 You were baptized in a river,
 I was thrown off a bridge.
 Then I landed on a crab you slept with seahorses.
 I started having seizures, you started having kids.
 You found your inner self, I found my inner fish.
 And my other car is a boat, it has a boat name.
 I thought we both came, but no.
 No such conch, no pontoon, no one is listening to you.
 The sun does wonders to your brain the way it burns right through.
 I am swimming in a trough,
 I'm sure you've written me off by now
 but just when I think that all is lost,
 I see you stepping in the water.
 To me every edge of the lake is a fifty foot cliff
 and once you are swimming with me there's no way out of this.
 So let's just turn back into amphibians.
 Let's just tread until our legs give in.
 Let's start over.