Where The Waves Are Highest

I was made from reels left out of the feature

So if you like bad scenes I'm your creature

Enter these embarrassing moments

Tantrums and unclear omens

Arrange the things I marry

Dress up what I can't bury

Counting pops in the jumble of short waves

Cracking jokes trying to appear brave

(I should know by now)

Where the waves are highest

When the house of stone falls down

And your reasons to go on grow quiet

This is where the answer will be found

This city is made for taxis

Not sensitive types like you and me

They offered you a sack full of diamonds

Headlines, handshakes, even triumphs

Waves more but water stands still

Its beautiful say what you will

You'll ride in the back of the train

Writing down notes in the book of hard rain

(You should know by now)