Walk on the rocks, yeah, sonny

And take all this

Ocean and wander asleep

In slumber.

Break up these branches on mind

Leaves and sticks,

Smooth, try not to let the fire go



Woken and washed by the clanless

As open and empty,

Poor little rocks,

Spurr's aggressive,

As stuck to I got shoes,

I'm leaves to pick, rocks to throw

Try not to let the fire go