He got out of the countryside
Went to the coast changed his mind
Slipping low beneath the tide
Hiding out from his friends
Slipping low beneath the tide
By the lake next to his home
Hiding out from all his friends
He dried off and did not speak
As a young man, he made friends
Drank their wine, sat on the fence
But now he feels so low, he feels so mean
He does not speak