Saltwater
I heard you took it on the chin
You’re as clever as you are alone
Those books may console you
But they won’t keep you warm
Proof by contradiction
Is the only explanation
For whatever this is

Saltwater
You taste like the places we’ve never been
I know I seem so calm, so serene, embalmed
But inside, I wish your insides were mine
Well, let’s make a toast
“may the end be the end of the world”
Now, let’s get you warm