For No Good Reason Dawes

A little girl sinks down in the deep end
And looks up towards the sky
Into a little blue world of legs and of feet
That look like they're in flight in a slow motion dance
While the water expands the Sun's refracted light
She just has to pretend she can hear the music

When she starts crying in her goggles
The scene becomes unclear
But she keeps peering into this underworld
Through the filter of her tears
Which let her keep hold of the moment
As if it was a souvenir
She just has to pretend she knows how to use it

Or maybe it's some cold hard truth that makes her cry
Maybe it's an ancient past life memory recalled
Maybe it's a chemical that got into her eye
Or maybe it's for no good reason at all
Maybe it's for no good reason at all

His wife asked "How were things at work today?"
As Bill walked through the door
He put his coat on the chair and his keys on the table
And his eyes down on the floor
And he tightened his jaws and he thought how the cause
And effects weren't clear anymore
Figuring out how to say what's wrong