I pulled the string
With the bottle attached
It started raining
I only had one match
So I climbed the wall
But you found a ladder
I tried to hide around the corner from you
You had a mirror
So I picked the thread
And you pulled the string
That’s when you said
“Where do I begin?
I mean when will this end?
When do you stop?
We really should stop
I want to get off.”
I swam beneath
Your glass-bottomed boat
I tried to put some distance between us
You had a telescope
So I picked the thread
And you pulled the string
That’s when you said
“Its all unravelling.
I mean when do you stop?
We really should stop
I want to get off.”
I pulled the string
With the bottle attached
