Watching suds go down my drain like a hurricane sometimes I think I’m spiralling too.
I think I’m spiralling into you.
Now, it’s flooding and I am aching, aching to see you.
I’ll build an ark and disembark from all that I have ever known, for so long.
Watching suds go down my drain like a hurricane, I know I’m spiralling into you.
Watching water beads gather on my thighs,
I feel high.