Saltwater I heard you took it on the chin You're as clever as you are alone Those books may console you but they won't keep you warm Proof by contradiction Is the only explanation for whatever this is Saltwater You taste like the places we've never been I know I seem so calm So serene Embalmed But inside I wish your insides were mine Well, let's make a toast: “May the end be the end of the world” Now, let's get you warm