From Out Here
John Vanderslice
From out here
I can see the boardwalk's fluttering lights
And hear the pinball singing bright
Crashing against the summer night
From out here
I can see the cyclone's terrible flight
I died a little on that second bend
I lost my nerve, and I only hoped it would end
I'm out here
'Cause I was only swimming at night
The undertow came and it held me tight
It pulled me from the shore
So I let go
From out here
I can see my sister tossing rings
Nikki looks for me across the empty sea
And walks out on the sand
And then
With the glow of her cigarette
It somehow stars my ears to ring
And then a distorted hymn sets in