Far below the surface, where the women sway Green shadows greet another day Drowned for the moment, on an empty ocean bed And I cannot lift my head Late for an appointment, clothes everywhere I cannot find my mem'ry anywhere Ah, disappointment just doesn't care Off in the distance just waiting there Take back her keys, what shall we do today? Maybe a little lunch down at the ghost cafe Sand in my sandals, my blood feels like red wine They say, "Hey, everything will work out fine."