You've got a clef in your note
just there, use your banjo
or guitar to pick it out
you have to scream and then
they say, you have to shout
it's very certain to work it all out
I'm an orphan of endorphin
pharmacologically uncertain
about to dissolve it all out
You see these waves washing up
you see this shore of heart
weathering about everything
you know it wants to sleep
you know it wants to keep
and listening, it turns around
the water, the momentum of ought to
thrown against hard tomorrow
halt is ground out