Brother tears
funny sometimes

Mind your manners
by the ocean

Oh it is your finest hour
gliding, gliding

Yeah, it is your finest hour
sliding, sliding

Must be a memory, or something

You said you are
living neutral

Slowly coming
into morning

Oh it is your finest hour
gliding, gliding

Yeah, it is your finest hour
sliding, sliding

Must be a memory, or something

Oh it is your finest hour
gliding, gliding

Yeah, it is your finest hour
sliding, sliding

Must be a memory, or something
besides...