Inside, trying to get back to the hemisphere where I left my baby
She's petrified like rocks you see beside the ocean, but she's not dead
The ocean is a strange place to think of women and sex and love
'Cause there are corals and tiny fish that bite your ankles, but I did
And it's nothing I can help like singing songs that are stuck in my head
I'll call to you from inside a mountain. Protect me from your intrepid ways
I washed up on a shore that's not familiar, white sand is just some
Old rocks that got tired of being giants, so they got small
It's not that easy, It's not that easy
Train tracks have a sound that make me sleepy. I stay awake
Because I'm almost coming to my destination, and there I'll sleep