Look at my face, it's an old book Lord, it's not a poem it's... full of lines You have to go in... Someone should have told you How much you love In my Summertime Go to your Smmerland I had everything I needed To commit suicide I put my trust in you On the long way to Hell Why don't you hold me in your arms So I never lose control? You're not exactly what you seemed You're just a dream [repeat] I had everything I needed To commit suicide Sometimes Adam and Eve Felt sad in your Summerland
Should I be drunk by the jetty As the wind whispers "Are you ready? Are you proud?" My bloody Mary My bloody guide I can hear the cruel sea Kissing, spitting or whatever It's calling on, it's calling fear "You'd better be something When you go inside me" I see it now The sea I'll be I see it come The sea I'll drink So I have drunk the tears she left And I have drowned Made the first step, played the fifth act Move on, move back Don't think, don't try... Go ahead! Go ahead!