Thick fog rolls in waves
On the Golden Gate
I was checking my watch
With 7 minutes in my shift

When I spot a black skirt on the rail
Straddling the bar like it´s a quater a ride
She´s scared to jump but terrified to stay
Walk to her slow extend my hand with a smile and say

"Ma´am how was your day?
Keep your eyes on my face
I want to help you
if you´ll let me"

She´s stratled, I look forward
Wrap my arms ´round her legs
Pull her down to the sidewalk
We´re both heaving for air and I say

"Ma´am how was your day?
Keep your eyes on my face
I want to help you
if you´ll let me"

Most folks think they´ll hit the surface
And never, fell no pain
Water pulls you under
Back to the womb once again

Bodies float to the shore
Bloated purple and blue
If sharks won´t get you first
Crabs will have their way with you