You are out on your own
You got yourself free
Have you been caught by the offshore breeze?
You are out on your own,
Am I getting you down?
Hey, I don't want to get you down
All these beautiful things
You are waiting for,
They slumber on the ocean floor
To very strange things
I am host
Where will you be when you need me most?
You are burning it now,
You are burning it now
I have piled it all up, it is burning now
I hope you are well
And your sleep will be sweet
Among bivalves and sea anemones