Lake swimming Shucking free our deadened selves Like snakes and corn do Our bodies tore off swimming suits And all the old notions The cold ocean far away Enter the sun Marching like a matador Flashing her yellow velvet suit Throwing a red cape on the sky Old butterfly I'll dance with you Though our wings may crumble We can float like ash Broken but the edges still shine Lake swimming Shucking free our deadened selves Like snakes and corn do Our bodies tore off swimming suits And all the old notions The cold ocean far away