Rolling logs on the beach 
I'm getting old 
But I'm not getting cold 
I'm not getting sold 

There smoke in hair 
theres smoke in my blood 
but this shedding feels good 
this shedding feels good 

The ocean slips you away, 
but your body will leave soon 
your body will leave soon 
your body will leave soon 

8 year old Margerine 
can't float on the wind 
but lucky for him 
the flame needs no flint.... 

The ocean slips you away, 
but your body will leave soon 
your body will leave soon 
your body will leave soon 

Close your eyes....