No Jump From the Brighton Pier

I think about death. Then I think about hell
I think about living then I think about how lonely I am
The water is blue and I am too
The sun is warm like others around
I take a walk on the beach where there is no sand
I see a dog playing and I feel jealous
I see the sun go down and I don't feel anything
Nice is the view that's what others see
I look at others cuz I feel lonely