He swam steadily for most of the day. Suddenly   he found himself approaching an enormous   floating cavern. Could it be an island? Pinocchio   looked closed and he saw two huge rows of   sharp, yellow teeth and he realized his mistake.      So he would sulk and drink and mope   and cross his arms and hope to die.   And then a fairy came one night   to bring this sorry boy to life.   She pulled some strings,   spun him about,   that boy sprang up,   and began to shout,   "My arms, my legs, my heart, my face,   they are alive."   And she would cry, "liar, liar,   What have I done?   You're no lover and I'm no fighter."      The story goes on.      So he would buy her things and   kiss her hair to show he was for real.   And she would take those gifts and   kisses though just stringing him along.   She knew about those wooden boys,   it's an empty love to fill the void   Pinocchio, oh boy, how your nose has grown   So he would cry, "liar, liar,   I'll prove it to you"      But then it grew.   He had grown tired of her   so it was true.   He left her apartment   and he walked all night long,   'til he was stopped by the shore of the ocean.   But still he walked on   amongst the whales and waves   and screamed, "liar, liar"   and his wooden body floated away.   He just drifted away.      And now I wonder how I was made   Now I wonder how I was made   My arms, my legs, my heart, my face,   my name is Driftwood.