Our pj pants slipped, you take off your bra
Combining on the couch with skin and warm
Sinking in the cloud, sinking on my chest
Everything's seemless- and we're crankin' the Danko

Warbling harmonies and notes inbetween
Sinking through our mutual pores
There's no stopping our toes, our hands melt to one
Lighter than air waltzing- crankin' the Danko

Under the sea, we'll hide in our cave
The sound is mute, our eyes meet and sing
Clouds of fish move together through safe current
Breathing- a bubble pops, crankin' the Danko

Swimming up, our feet as one
To the foggy surface of Blue River
Our canoe resting gently, just where we left it
Rocking back and forth- gently crankin' the Danko

Rowing back to the island, I let you rest
We're singing lightly to the cricket tune along
Our voices swimming, dancing, holding close
Just the two of us- crankin' the Danko