It’s not enough to escape from you here
I must escape from you all over
Everywhere I go, there you are
Why won’t you let it die, my dear?
Clinging to life, no wait, that’s me
You’ve long since left for the west coast
Atlantic tides provoke precious whims
To hell with childish taunts from the sea
I refuse to learn! I declare
No need for wisdom in this life
Where has knowledge ever gotten me?
Alone in Coney Island and in despair
Lighten up, whispers an imaginary friend
The tide always comes back in again