F-Stop Blues by Jack Johnson

climbing

back down
in tepid water

we

all fall (up) at
some point,   so i

only
wish one wish
for you

and

that is
that your

noodles would be blue,
as blue as the sky,

and

that someday
in a distant january

(when) you fall down
once more,

that

you would remember
who

i was to you.
(how) i

saved you...