Confessions in the Pool

You’ve come to save my life
You’ve come to calm my fears
You’ve come to ease my mind
You’ve come to catch my tears
You’ve come to pick me up
You’ve come to turn me round
You’ve come to show me love
You’ve come to bail me out
You’ve come to set me free
You’ve come to stop the slide
You’ve come to steady me
You’ve come to turn the tide
You’ve come to put me right
You’ve come to get me high
You’ve come to make me smile

Confessions in the pool, isn’t life cruel
Wonder what we’re doing playing by these rules
What could we have done to deserve this misery
Drowning in these tears, drifting on the sea
Confessions in the pool, isn’t life cruel
Wonder what we’re doing playing by these rules
What could we have done to deserve this misery
Drowning in these tears, drifting on the sea

I’ve got the morning blues
You’ve got the golden touch
I’ve got a shattered heart
You’ve got the healing love
You’ve got belief in me
You’ve got the remedy
You’ve got the words I need

Confessions in the pool, isn’t life cruel
Wonder what we’re doing playing by these rules
What could we have done to deserve this misery
Drowning in these tears, drifting on the sea

Hey!
Come down to Miami
We’ll get wild and play
On the bay
Say, forget about this heartache
We can let our pain sail away

(Mi-Mi-Mi-Mi-Mi-Miami)
(Miami)

Confessions in the pool
Isn’t life cruel
Oh baby, isn’t it cruel?
So cruel

Confessions in the pool, isn’t life cruel
Wonder what we’re doing playing by these rules
Playing by these rules
Confessions in the pool, isn’t life cruel
Yeah, yeah, baby what we’re doing

Confessions in the pool, isn’t life cruel
Wonder what we’re doing playing by these rules
Playing by these rules
Confessions in the pool
Oh yeah yeah yeah!
What we’re doing

Confessions in the pool, isn’t life cruel
Wonder what we’re doing playing by these rules
What could we have done to deserve this misery
Drowning in these tears, drifting on the sea

Song Notes

“Confessions in the Pool” is described as “a celebration of friendship in the darkest of hours”, the effervescent synths-led track emerged following a somewhat therapeutic sojourn in Miami for Tim Wheeler.

“One of my lesbian friends had a break-up exactly the same time, so she was like ‘right we’ll go to Miami and get the fuck out of New York’. We went down there and had a crazy weekend. Loads of lesbians in hot tubs. Maybe it wasn’t the place for me to go, because there were no women interested in me to distract me.”