October Swimmer

October Swimmer
The dreams of dying mothers
I awoke my insides shuddered
The grey coats of the infantry
Victims looking for sympathy
The splash of October swimmers
The cheers of Helsinki winners
My barbed bones of futility
Leaking morrow of ability
I don t need anyone
You don't need anyone
I want to be a happy boy
This means that you must employ my lies
When I want you
I don't need anyone