The Great Atlantic Hype

dreams die sometimes
the great atlantic hype
spread out oceanic
all of me all of me
i am i am cold hold me
the great atlantic hype
my flesh my ears
my eyes my faith
wiggly toes a crooked nose
it's all a coffin or urn
inside of me
the great atlantic hype
where dreams go to die
ocean sucks me dry
i am left a salty nothing
and salt makes you gag so
where are we
the great atlantic hype
always always all ways
somewhere beyond the sea
do you stand waiting for me
or is it your watery shadow
pitying drippy waves
the great atlantic hype
i see you
looming
don't think i don't.