I hear you've got a pocket full of words That you keep in the garage Together with the feather and the fireworks A surftown hero who's got one foot in
always such a pretty girl And you told me I was beautiful "There's no poetry between us" Said the paper to the pen "And I get nothing for my trouble But
You can't save me from myself You can't save her You're lucky if you save yourself Do yourself a favor
been thinking The more I know I'm living alone Now they see him out on the waterways Rolling on the foam Only memory for a future Only ocean for a home