Over the years you have been hunted by the men who threw harpoons And in the long run he will kill you just to feed the pets we raise, put the flowers in your vase and make the lipstick for your face. Over the years you swam the ocean Following feelings of your own Now you are washed up on the shoreline I can see your body lie It's a shame you have to die to put the shadow on our eye Maybe we'll go Maybe we'll disappear It's not that we don't know It's just that we don't want to care. Under the bridges Over the foam Wind on the water Carry me home.