The Fists in the Pocket

if you're looking for me, looking for me 
i'll be down there on the beach
if you're searching for me
just like a dream
i'll be somewhere out of reach
the fist in my pocket
the fist in my pocket
sinking into the sea
if you're looking for me, looking for me 
i'll be down there on the beach

i remember i forget
the family i called my friends
feeling high in western sky
to be the bold against the shy
full of fire in midnight cries
when you feel the same as me
but you don't know what it means
it takes a lot to be that dude
and drive that long and sing that loud
and be so hard and touch so soft
and feel so much and dream so bright
kiss that fast and wait so slow
never die, feel alone
my baby's in an after bar
she reaches out but i'm too far
head's been blown off in his car
torn his life, well, that's too far
well i can't take it anymore
i can't take this anymore
i can't take it anymore

if you're looking for me, looking for me 
i'll be down there on the beach
if you're searching for me
just like a dream
i'll be somewhere out of reach
the fist in my pocket
the fist in my pocket
sinking into the sea
if you're looking for me
if you're looking for me 
i'll be down there on the beach

(?)
taken in by too much crap
the silver 60s sometimes seems
a fake degree of fakers' dreams
leaves have built up in my friends
hallucinations never end
coffee grinds so we might (?)
we go for walks, right we talk
nothing changes in our lives
nothing changes in our lives
i can't take it anymore 
i can't take it anymore
they're freaking out on the dance floor
they can't take it anymore
we shouldn't take this anymore
we shouldn't take this anymore

and if you're looking for me
if you're looking for me
i'll be down there on the beach
if you're searching for me
just like a dream
i'll be somewhere out of reach
the fist in my pocket, fist in my pocket
sinking into the sea
if you're looking for me
if you're looking for me
i'll be down there on the beach