I once had a house
but it was flooded
all kinds of wet
I had to find my friends
so I checked the depth
and held my breath
And I swam in circles
I then found my loved ones
their cardboard covers
were soaked in mud
I tried to clean them up
restore the order
and get things right
But I ll just walk in circles
I ll just run into squares
He smells like a book
his skin is paper
his teeth are words
And when I turn the page
I see an ending,
a happy ending
Where I m not walking in circles
where I m not stuck in squares