There was a boy I knew
I can't remember what we called him
And this boy we knew
One day he said we should go fishing
So we went out to the lake
And in the sun the water glistened
And this boy I knew
When he spoke, those fish they listened
And I suppose some might just want to escape
From their prison in the lake
But when he cast out the line
Those fish they swam as fast as could be
And he caught all the little fishes in the little blue sea
For him and me
And I wondered what we looked like
To those fish below
Like omnipotent shadows
Standing in front of a sheet of snow
And I watched those fish choke
As the line raised higher and higher
And there they knew their mistake, but in the water
He was the preacher, they were the choir
And I suppose some might just want to escape
From their prison in the lake
But when he cast out the line
Those fish they swam as fast as could be
And he caught all the little fishes in the little blue sea
For him and me
And the fish swam to the boat
As the water vanished beneath
And the boat started to rock
But the boy carried on baiting
And I wondered what was the appeal
Some of these fish could have had their whole lives left
These fish died for a piece more massive
These fish died because the water was a cage
I can't seem to remember your name
And the fish died because the water was a cage
But maybe there are cages for some of us too
The sea, the stars, the moon, the air above
The reflection of the lake
The feel of a slippery fish in one's hands
It's not enough, I suppose, but
I can't seem to remember your name
The fish would do anything to escape
From their prison in the lake
They died for a piece of something more massive than themselves
The fish died because the water was a cage
They died for something because they didn't know any better
For a shadow in a world less wetter
And just for a minute the lake covered the world
We screamed as the water swallowed us all
I can't seem to remember your name
And he caught all the little fishes in the little blue sea, both them and me
Now I know can remember your name
We've always known it: it's always been the same
He was neither ghost nor an angel that took a fall
And all the little fishes gladly left their prison in the lake for suicide in the air
He was god but was never there at all
They died to take a glance at something much more massive than themselves
But there's no one there