Drifter, a work of art

Wringing your hands

Marking the sand

Such a shame and I swear it looks as if you've seen a ghost

Oh I swear it looks as if you've seen a ghost

Anybody out there

Did someone save the lawn chairs

Cause who knew our baby could swim

I hear the branches creaking

But my lemongrass is steeping

Oh thank god our baby can swim

(Swim)

Thunder lost by art

Sketching swallows

Lightning follows

And I can't imagine how else it could go

No, I can't imagine how else it could go

Anybody out there

Did someone save the lawn chairs

Cause who knew our baby could swim

I hear the branches creaking

But my lemongrass is steeping

Oh thank god our baby can swim