Aquamarine

Pain is creeping, seeping

Words are sleeping, weeping

Through her liquid thoughts

Bubbling shaming noughts

And nullifying crosses

Can only count her losses

Alone, well out of earshot

Recounting the unwritten plot

Re-enacting, the lovey dovey dove

And her useless drowning love

Sudden springs of spikes swell up

And then soon waves of rage rolled up

And now helpless she soaks in pain in vain and sinks

Soaks in pain in vain and sinks

Soaks in pain in vain and sinks

Soaks in pain in vain and sinks

Soaks in pain in vain and sinks

Brain drain

Brain drain

Brain drain

Brain drain

Then washed up by tidal pool

Waking up on a lonely shore of rippling sand

Hungover

Hangover

Hangover

Hangover

Hangover

Hangover

Hangover

Hangover

Aquamarine blues are over

Sing over and over and over sang

Aquamarine blues are over

Sing over and over and over sang

Aquamarine blues are over

Sing over and over and over sang

Aquamarine blues are over

Sing over and over and over sang