Texty: Masia One. Mississauga. The Oceanarium.

Incredible destiny, I awake, you lying next to me
I plead with life for a chance you're undressing me
Kissed in greener pastures, reminisced in childre's laughter
I list the ways I won't regret the sweet hereafter
Have to be unkind, leave sound mind; abilities: I fall in love and so unapologetically
Collected all these moments, and these moments take control of me
All these weak components but your tone is always bittersweet
Puckering on lips and I?ll always meet you halfway
Soon the record skips, closes doors, closing pathways
Claim each moment's end as the start of every new one
Play me as a friend, false pretence such a nuisance
Tugging' on loose ends, still mend and break ego
Who I am depends on the lesser of 2 evils
Plain and simple, love you at the start of new days
In between are daydreams, don't want to wake, fuck too late
I miss you even when you?re near me, won?t regret it
Telling you I love you in a drunken slur a habit
Had it at the tip of my tongue hold back an addict
Folding one by one to recreate the panic
Crawl under my pillow, end of evenings unrealistic
Prolonged hugs and meanings no longer as dramatic
Wishy washy screenings, serenade the silly pattern
Romance at OCEANARIUMS, damn just never happened

Chorus: Dana Edmonds
I?m thinking it?s time, I?m letting go of you
I watch you swim to the shore, left me stranded just:
Floating in the water to wonder, are you returning

Lukewarm afternoon, you approach me like it's evening
Stop to smell the roses if most bees would just stop stinging
Adjusting rings of collars, be still, regard the view
Linger a little longer, panhandle a buck or two
Oceanariums, I dreamt of touching all these pages
Stayed in love with you, small fish, big glass cages
Blue is ageless, watch another world impress
Fishes tend not to gossip, humans always try their best
Now I Buddha bless then reminiscing on the way out
Should?ve guessed that you confessed you saw my stake out
I think it's best if I just left and hang my head down
Made a spectacle of me and still won?t find the payout
Any day now, throw a line or two my way y'know
Hey friend, I missed you, hope your J.O.B's a go
Throw rough plans down on tables like they were dominoes
Halfway through it all we called big things runnas so,
A kick sings, frustration breeding all these bad things
Sucking cancer sticks and sipping' native island slings
Baking mind and memory to every sense of you
Taking time and energy to let it out, I'm through
Drowning on myself and so your bubble floats away
Downing Jacks in huddles of the good times, Saturday!
So goes the sordid humour of this life, I guess, okay
All I do is write rhymes, OCEANARIUMS, that day