Clem Snide

When We Become Lyrics

There will be laughs and also joyful twirls

Your painted toenails kicking in the sand

Lazy fish crisscrossing endless seas

Will lay their golden eggs right in your hand



When we become, when we become

When we become what we're running from



The storm clouds swallowed by the ocean sway

Will smell like watermelon and cut grass

We'll build a bonfire with whatever's dry

And leave our cold, wet bodies where they lay



When we become, when we become

When we become what we're running from