Dive

How do birds know how to go?
How do birds know how to fly away?
And if she tests the water, how will she float?

Couldn't be a wayworn girl if she always stood still,
Couldn't be a missive if she never held the quill.
And I'm still trying, rollin' down his hill.

She dives right in, pulls over the sheets
She'll know it when he meets me
Covered in, covered in, covered in plastic
Covered in, covered in, covered in milk
Covered in, covered in, covered in chocolate
Covered in, covered in, covered in me.

She knows she has to run
She knows she has to pray to the trees
Even though they breed silence, they're still alive.

So she spreads her milk so thin
As he dives right in
To meet her branches, to meet her kin.

She dives right in, pulls over the sheets
She'll know it when he meets me
Covered in, covered in, covered in plastic
Covered in, covered in, covered in milk
Covered in, covered in, covered in chocolate
Covered in, covered in, covered in me.