On the edge of the water stands this idiot
he will soon see, it will soon happen
on the edge of the water sits this idiot
his eyes are open a crack, that it will not happen
And in the meantime small fish warm him
irking him, for his benefit
and his hands grasp a thing that has good in it
when he meets the road
He does not see when it is good and that everyone is happy
when his face is quietly burning
he is blind in seeing when something is different
that the world is new, that the world is beautiful
On the edge of the water sits this cutie
he is not worried now, and surely won't be
on the edge of the water lies this cutie
takes off his cloths and nothing matters1
He does not see when it is good and everyone is happy
when his face is quietly burning
he is blind in seeing when something is different
that the world is new, that the world is beautiful
So his heads turns from soft drinks
the friends of his parents take me
to a party in the city
and there are apparently, enough good reasons to think
that the world is beautiful
1. alt: changes