Think fog rolls in waves   on the Golden Gate   I was checking my watch   seven minutes in my shift   When I spot a black skirt on the rail   Straddling the bar like its a quarter a ride...   She's scared to jump terrified to stayed   walked to her slow extend my hand with a smile and say:   "M'am how was your day?   Keep your eyes on my face   I want to help you if you let me"      She starled    I look forward   Wrap my arms 'round her legs   Pull her down to the side--walk   We're both heaving for air, and I say:   "M'am how was your day?   Keep your eyes on my face   I want to help you if you let me"      Most folks think they'll hit   the surface and never feel no pain   Water pulls you under   Back to the womb once again   Bodies float to the shore   Bloated but in mood (?)   If sharks don't get you first   Crabs will have their way with you