From out here
I can see the boardwalk's fluttering lights
And hear the pinball singing bright
Crashing against the summer night

From out here
I can see the cyclone's terrible flight
I died a little on that second bend
I lost my nerve, and I only hoped it would end

I'm out here
'Cause I was only swimming at night
The undertow came and it held me tight
It pulled me from the shore
So I let go

From out here
I can see my sister tossing rings
Nikki looks for me across the empty sea
And walks out on the sand

And then
With the glow of her cigarette
It somehow stars my ears to ring
And then a distorted hymn sets in

Copyright: SC PUBLISHING DBA SECRETLY CANADIAN PUB.
Writer(s): John Vanderslice