Reservoir

When you don’t have much to say, I know something’s coming • You’re pulling those words up from the bottom • You leave the editor out in the hall But she’s slipping you notes under the door

And when you don’t have much to say, I know you’ve been thinking • You’re looking for ways to avoid what you’re feeling • And, what you can’t say you try to ignore • But, it all just floats, it just floats

In this reservoir, in this reservoir

So if you had one memory you’d like to hold on to Something so sweet that it would disarm you ‘Cause there’s safety in what you ignore • And, so you float • You just float

In this reservoir • In this reservoir, you’re going down In this reservoir, your safety’s assured now

So when you don’t have much to say, I know something’s coming.