One day you will come to me Gasping through the questions leaking from your nose and mouth Drowning Your shattered heart a sinking life raft You'll ask me about love, The kind that holds you weightless Sweeps you dizzy with the current that drags you into it's centre. You will come with your blowfish mouth and ask me why Sometimes we hurt everything that wants to hold us close You'll ask about the new skin we grow just To protect what is soft and pulsing within us. You will search your mother's face for answers. In your eyes a flare, A distress signal A desperate SOS Baby, I cannot be your life jacket Your panic will sink us both But if you're still enough to listen to me I'll teach you how to swim.