Love ran down my back made me a fillet of fish
And it took out all my bones and it placed me on my dish
And it said: thou shall have thy lover
Underneath the covers,
Thou shall have thy lover
When the train rolls in.
I was a thousand fishes a shoal beneath the sea
When love it went a fishin' and it made a meal a' me
Turned to only flesh and warmed 'till I was done
I was placed upon my plate and then love made me a song
And it said: thou shall have thy lover
You shall be with one another
Thou shall have thy lover
When the train rolls in.

We Are Walking Nowhere

 I walked barefoot from my home to your home and measured the distance in toes.
 I thought; If your digits are twice the size of mine then I'm twice as far and you're twice as close
 and whilst
 Walking I counted the number of breaths and divided the whole by the number of steps.
 If your lungs can take say one lungful more
 Then you'd be able to hold your breath at the door;
 When you stood on my step and left their a tap,
 Then as the door opens lips part, lungs relax.
 And so breathing calmly you've finally arrived,
 With double the toes and lungs twice the size.
 We leave a clunk on the door and a creak on the stairs.
 No shoes no socks.
 We are walking nowhere.