Nancy Rost: Music

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What are you doing out on the runway, gleaming black in the sun
You taxi slowly, as if underwater, dreading the job to be done
Jonahs dabbed with ambergris tap their shoes impatiently
And you spin, and you spin, trying to rise

Shamu, I too feel like a fish out of water
Shamu, Shamu, we are aliens
Shamu, Shamu, I feel for you
But what can we do?

Communication should happen in murmurs
Not all this high-pitched chatter
There are too many words
And not enough that matter
But you were in the biz so long
You know the damn show must go on
And you spin, and you spin, trying to rise

Shamu, I too feel like a fish out of water
Shamu, Shamu, we are aliens
Shamu, Shamu, I feel for you
But what can we do?

Sweat and tears are underrated
Salt is all that we crave
We splash and are elated
Riding wave after wave ...
But you must put all that aside
Go ride the waves up in the sky
And you spin, and you spin, trying to rise

Shamu, I too feel like a fish out of water
Shamu, Shamu, we are aliens
Shamu, Shamu, I feel for you
But what can we do?