Come and open up your folding chair next to meMy feet are buried
in the sand and there’s a breezeThere’s a shadow, you can’t see
my eyesAnd the sea is just a wetter version of the skiesLet’s
get a silver bullet trailer and have a baby boyI’ll safety-pin
his clothes all cool and you’ll grafitti up his toysI’ve got a
perfect body, though sometimes I forgetI’ve got a perfect body
cause my eyelashes catch my sweatYes, they do, they do…Now i’ve
been sitting on this abandoned beach for yearsWaiting for the
salty water to cover up my earsBut every time the tide come in
to take me homeI get scared, and I’m sitting here aloneDreaming
of the dolphin song…Maybe one day you will understandI don’t
want nothing from you but to sweetly hold your handTill that day
just please don’t be so downDon’t make frowns, you silly
clownJust come and open up your folding chair next to meMy feet
are buried in the sand and there’s a breezeThere’s a shadow, you
can’t see my eyesAnd the waves are just a frothier version of the
skiesThere’s a shadow, you can’t see my eyes…