I open the water
Dissolve in there
We're bubbling upwards
We're floating everywhere
This island is melting
It's drifting away
Religion is on my mind
A way of escaping time
Pushing and pushing and pushing and pushing and pushing and pushing and pushing and pushing and
We've got a motor
If you've got a key
I'll find you a destination
If you can find one for me
The roads are all empty
This is the right way
Destination is on my mind
What must it be like
Pushing and pushing and pushing and pushing and pushing and pushing and pushing and hey!
Pushing and pushing and pushing and pushing and pushing and pushing and pushing and hey.
I stepped on some chewing gum
It's following me around
I'm tracing my way back
Back to the water we found
The water has dried up
While we were away
I'm sorry to say
I'm sorry to say
Pushing and pushing and pushing and pushing and pushing and pushing and pushing until it stops.
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