The waves are warm the sun is out
The sea is full of agents
The car the space between the grains
Of sand is automating
There is someone here who laughs too hard at everything
There is someone here who laughs too hard at everything
You say isn’t it hard
Paddling out, paddling out
You say isn’t it hard
Paddling out, paddling out
The rattle and the mating crowds
Are out here for the weekend
We had to take our clothes before
The sun was gone completely
I used to lie and think in clouds
Deciding which were queens and doves
And lines I throw myself are thin
Are shower curtain-thin
There is someone here who laughs too hard at everything
There is someone here who laughs too hard at everything
You say isn’t it hard
Paddling out, paddling out
You say isn’t it hard
Paddling out, paddling out
You say isn’t it hard
Paddling out, paddling out
You say isn’t it hard
Paddling out, paddling out
You say isn’t it hard
Paddling out, paddling out
You say isn’t it hard
Paddling out, paddling out
You say isn’t it hard
Paddling out, paddling out
You say isn’t it hard
Paddling out, paddling out
