The waters colder at the edge

And they dived for hours

Past sundown

Until the body was wasted



Did they conspire to this?

Did you conspire to this?



Thirty three and a half

Until the end

As we sway from ear to ear

And your heels looks so beautiful

Against the carpet, against the carpet

So graceful, yet so insecure



This ghost will haunt you

And I will judge you fair