Nightswimming deserves a quiet night The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago Turned around backwards so the windshield shows Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse Still, it's so much clearer I forgot my shirt at the water's edge The moon is low tonight Nightswimming deserves a quiet night I'm not sure all these people understand It's not like years ago The fear of getting caught Of recklessness and water They cannot see me naked These things, they go away Replaced by everyday Nightswimming, remembering that night September's coming soon I'm pining for the moon And what if there were two Side by side in orbit Around the fairest sun? That bright, tight forever drum Could not describe nightswimming