i hold hands with the fire in the ocean whose bones are cold, never frozen the day is ending, i'm feeling edgy the dark is running, soon will be coming
oh the ocean smells like my mother who should love me oh like the ocean does we are so much like eachother we don't see the need for each other
i hold on to the fire in the ocean whose bones are cold, not frozen don't get me wrong i'd gladly be the one to pick my teeth with the very last whale bone
take my garbage throw it in the ocean suck a man off throw up in the ocean no the moon is no fire in the sea no object like that could speak to me
who will love me oh like the ocean does who will love me oh like the ocean does we are so much like eachother we don't see the need for each other