Dart by Sea Caves

whether you fight or run / it's all with adrenaline / pumping through discourse
and before the night'll go / you'll be off with your car all packed /
and your giddy-eyed friend there waiting in vain

on a swiftly moving dart / you can move away / and sink right in
on a swiftly moving dart / you can hear my sound / from above

whether you fight or run / it's all with adrenaline / pumping through discourse
handing me broken tongs / to pick up your sadder days /
that keep coming back in your world