i hold hands with the fire in the ocean   whose bones are cold, never frozen   the day is ending, i'm feeling edgy   the dark is running, soon will be coming      oh the ocean smells like my mother   who should love me oh like the ocean does   we are so much like eachother   we don't see the need for each other      i hold on to the fire in the ocean   whose bones are cold, not frozen   don't get me wrong i'd gladly be the one   to pick my teeth with the very last whale bone      take my garbage throw it in the ocean   suck a man off throw up in the ocean   no the moon is no fire in the sea   no object like that could speak to me      who will love me oh like the ocean does   who will love me oh like the ocean does   we are so much like eachother   we don't see the need for each other