[Verse]
            
Our daydream s

          
pills from my 

          
gold head
              
Breaks free of

     
 my wooden nec

k
             
Left a nod ove

  
r sleeping wav

es
            
Like bobbing b

          
ait for bathin

       
g cod
              
Floating flock

     
s of candle sw

ans
             
Slowly drift a

 
cross wax pond

s
 
[Chorus]
            
 The men all p

            
layed along to

           
 marching drum

   
s
            
And boy did th

          
ey have fun be

          
hind the sea
             
They sang, “so

           
 our matching 

           
legs are march

            
ing clocks
           
And we’re all 

           
too small to t

        
alk to god
             
Yes, we’re all

           
 too smart to 

         
talk to god"
 
[Verse]
         
Toast the fine

             
 folks casting

               
 silver crumbs
      
To us from the

 dock.
             
Jinxed things 

        
ringing as the

y leak
            
Through tiny c

          
racks in the b

         
oardwalk.
              
Scarecrow now 

     
it’s time to h

atch
             
Sprouting sons

            
 and ageless d

  - 
aughters.
 
[Bridge]
             
Those watermel

             
on smiles just

              
 can’t ripen u

    
nderwater
 
Just can’t ripen underwater
 
[Chorus]
            
 The men all p

            
layed along to

           
 marching drum

   
s
            
And boy did th

          
ey have fun be

          
hind the sea
             
They sang, “so

           
 our matching 

           
legs are march

            
ing clocks
           
And we’re all 

           
too small to t

        
alk to god
             
Yes, we’re all

           
 too smart to 

         
talk to god"