Lie Down

Tuesday at dawn, Michael's glasses washed ashore

With a styrofoam box and two broken oars

He'd been digging for clams in the muddy swamp weeds

When he heard the salt water whisper to him



Lie down, lie down in the dark, rolling sea

When you get to the bottom we'll kiss you to sleep

Lie down, lie down in the dark, rolling sea

When you get to the bottom we'll kiss you to sleep



Michael threw his glasses in the cold green water

Hermit crabs ran as he dove down under

One of his shoes bobbed on the waves

Seagulls circled 'til it finally sank



Lie down, lie down in the dark, rolling sea

When you get to the bottom we'll kiss you to sleep

Lie down, lie down in the dark, rolling sea

When you get to the bottom we'll kiss you to sleep