When I go for a drive I like to pull off to the side,
Of the road and run and jump into the ocean in my clothes.
And I'm smaller than a poppyseed inside a great big bowl,
And the ocean is a giant that can swallow me whole.

So I swim for all salvation and I swim to save my soul,
But my soul is just a whisper trapped inside a tornado.
So I flip to my back and I float and I sing;
I am grounded, I am humbled, I am one with everything.
I am grounded, I am humbled, I am one with everything.