One, two, three, four

Standing on the west side of your cliff, bury a ghost
Doesn't the north wind make your fingers stiff, who lost the most
Lead a troubled mind on Tuesday, Monday he was fine
Sunday morning he was mourning for his brother

Brother, can you see another way, do you find?
And your mother says you went out yesterday, do you mind?
It's a shame that you were broken, I knew your other face
Tuesday morning, you awoke and lost your patience

Now it's off to sea again for good, here's your boat
Crack another joke again, you could keep afloat
You'd pray for stormy weather, but the lifeguard's gone to bed
Sometimes I can see you in the mornings