Walk on the rocks, yeah, it's sunny
And take all this ocean and while you're asleep
In slumber. Break all these branches and bind
Leaves and sticks, smoke, try not to let the fire go
Woven and washed by the clanless
As open and empty, poor little rocks, spurr's aggressive(?)
As stuck to I got shoes
And find leaves to pick, rocks to throw
Try not to let the fire go