Far below the surface, where the women sway 
Green shadows greet another day 
Drowned for the moment, on an empty ocean bed 
And I cannot lift my head 

Late for an appointment, clothes everywhere 
I cannot find my mem'ry anywhere 
Ah, disappointment just doesn't care 
Off in the distance just waiting there 

Take back her keys, what shall we do today? 
Maybe a little lunch down at the ghost cafe 
Sand in my sandals, my blood feels like red wine 
They say, "Hey, everything will work out fine."