Figure eighting in quicksand

I looked for you, it's my last grandstand
I'm trying to divine you

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I marked your chapter with a catamaran

I try to float like a telegram sam
A motor scooter goat legged pan

With my hands tied I won't crack
I try to float like a telegram sam
I came across like a battering ram

I'm so in love I don't attract
I'm a cactus trying to be a canoe
I try to walk like a big wham bam
I'm trying to divine you
I came across like a battering ram
I came across like a battering ram
I try to walk like a big wham bam
I try to walk like a big wham bam

And I am getting confused
In the desert floor I say to you
I came across like a battering ram
As you pan for ore
In your eyes I'm a lamb without a rack
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I'm trying to divine you
The accent's off but I am what I am
My book is called "The Ascent Of Man"
I could never steal your gold away
I'm trying to divine you

I try to float like a telegram sam

I try to walk like a big wham bam
So hesitation pulled me back

That I could never imagine a place so beautiful

I try to float like a telegram sam