The ocean will never understand my yearnings for love
And I will never understand why he likes to swallow boats
But we can still pretend that I sing as beautifully as a siren
Like we pretend that all sailors go to Heaven
Forever I will crave your affection
Like I crave milk when I eat a peanut butter sandwich
And no one will know the emptiness I will become
When my tiny angel finally flies home
I hope that Paris is nice this time of year
And I hope that Asia is even better
Kiss the person you love
Before someone else does first
Is there anything that can make me feel colors
Besides Pink Floyd and floating on waves
But really, what more is life than eating meals
And feeling things that don't make much sense at all