Black Fins

Black fins: waiting for the time to tide to roll Back in, soaking in the sun and I know It's just another little piece of ocean trash and Not you, just a little ghost I keep around A funny shadow always hanging out If your ashes sprang to life, would you just let me down? (Would you just let me down?) Would you leave those kids again and kick 'em out of town? (Would you leave those kids again?) I guess we'll never know I'll just be here, wondering What made you choose to go The day that you went down to Mexico, to Mexico Black fins: full of life again and, suddenly, it's all pretend Every manic word you wrote us, now there's time to mend Every broken heart that you left in your gust of wind No more little ghost I keep around (no more little ghost I keep around) No more funny shadow in my house (no more funny shadow in my house) If your ashes sprang to life, would you just let me down? (Would you just let me down?) Would you leave those kids again and kick 'em out of town? (Would you leave those kids again?) I guess we'll never know I'll just be here, wondering What made you wanna go The day that you went down to Mexico Black fins: one more metaphor for scuba gear Black fins: wish I would've known you through the years Black fins: wish I never went to Illinois Black fins: filling up on milk and Chips Ahoy! Black fins (black fins, black fins, black fins) (black fins, black fins, black fins) (No more little ghost I keep around) (No more funny shadow in my house) (No more little ghost I keep around) No more funny shadow in my house (No more funny shadow in my house) No more little ghost I keep around