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
o the moon is no fire in the sea
o 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