I'm still waiting for a time when things are easy.
When we all live honestly, and we struggle through.
I'm still lazy, but I find a way to make it work.
I remember how small we are, and that's good enough for me.
I'm watching the waves from underneath.
My body's fading, eroding into nothing.
I can't seem to float on closer to the surface.
Your cold hands got a hold on me.
Lost in the void beyond the light where you can't find me, distanced far from that place in the west.
Or maybe I can just forget it all,
Live by the ocean in a warm place with no memory.
I'm watching the waves from the shoreline.
My body's fading into the summer wind.
I can't seem to find a reason not to do it.
Your cold hands have let go of me.
Gone to where the salty waves are always crashing,
gone to that place out there in the west.