Counting Fish - Polyenso

Hard to see it, but the fish don’t move

It’s pouring out its hole inside

I remember that his voice sounds like you

Like a fish barely moving

Hard to see it but the fools inside;

He’s in the kitchen and my hearts inspired

I remember that his voice sounds like you

Sounds like you

What you are and I’m stuck in such an awful mood

Not a feeling going on inside, just a whisper of the horrible news fit in with

all the rest

Just to fill up my wounds, make them better over time

What you are, how you feel, how you move, what you are

Hard to see it but you lighten the mood, too many feelings going on inside…

Just a whisper of the horrible news fit in with all the rest

Just to fill up my wounds, makes them better over time

What you are, how you feel, how you move, what you are…

Feeling normal… alright, another soft anointment filling up all the holes in

life

Shredded language is fine, another frost bit feeling keeping up when my heads

alive.

Didn’t want to leave… I didn’t want to leave another peace in the

reservoir

I wanted to feel like I made it counting fish

In all my life no one’s for nothing

So it’s contagious

Just like your smile

In all the times I’m feeling below the room

Makes like a moment locked in the mood

And all my sunshine is put into measuring cups

Days of the rain gone, no feeling belated