Think fog rolls in waves
on the Golden Gate
I was checking my watch
seven minutes in my shift
When I spot a black skirt on the rail
Straddling the bar like its a quarter a ride...
She's scared to jump terrified to stayed
walked to her slow extend my hand with a smile and say:
"M'am how was your day?
Keep your eyes on my face
I want to help you if you let me"

She starled
I look forward
Wrap my arms 'round her legs
Pull her down to the side--walk
We're both heaving for air, and I say:
"M'am how was your day?
Keep your eyes on my face
I want to help you if you let me"

Most folks think they'll hit
the surface and never feel no pain
Water pulls you under
Back to the womb once again
Bodies float to the shore
Bloated but in mood (?)
If sharks don't get you first
Crabs will have their way with you