You’re very beautiful he whispered to the girl on the beachnIt’s amazing how the days, they slip away through the unfurling of weeksnShe didn’t speak, or even smile in reply,nHe repeated it again but the waves just swallowed all the words alivenSand pipers chasing up torn paper edges of the wavesnAnother gust of wind paints her hair across her puzzled facenOne of these days he’s gonna escape and change the worldnCome back to this hometown with a trophy and a girlnA girl like this with soft hands and a wise kiss nShe’ll teach him how to dance and dance her fingertips across her lipsnBut this, this is just another awkward pause, a pretty pair of eyes nUncomfortable in front of all his flaws.nHe feels himself going bald in little bits and patchesnHe used to spell out “love†in them but now the letters come out all backwards.nHis pants never fit him right no more, forgotten how to cook,nHe used to take the room and run but now he’s happy with the second looknnPardon me miss, could you blow me a kiss?nLast night a couple lovers tossed each other off that bridge.nI think I better just call it all quits,nI used to run this town but it just ain’t the same place that it ever was.nnHe cut his finger just yesterday tracing a slender line of red, nand watched it drain into the sink the only thing that’s leftna fingertip dipped down and drew another half a pint into a perfect portraitnof himself. Subtle beauty and still life.nEveryone asked him, “Oh, what happened to your hand?â€n“It’s just another accident cutting vegetables, I guess.â€nEverything’s a trap these days; we're all working to prevent.nNo one ever thinks of escape; we just take the hit and bang out the dents.nYou don’t know why he’s standing here or how he got this far, up the beachnAnd out of reach, a running rusted car.nThe waves are louder than a train, crashing down upon his chestnHe can’t be dragged down like the rest and wait patient just for his death.nTaking off his hat he steps and brushes her hair awaynKisses her cheek gently and asks her for her name.nShe bows her head and smiles a bit and takes his shaky handnHe has no idea just what she said over the waves crashing in his head.nnPardon me miss, could you blow me a kiss?nLast night a couple lovers tossed each other off that bridge.nI think I better just call it all quits,nI used to run this town but it just ain’t the same place that it ever was.nnPardon me miss, could you blow me a kiss?nLast night a couple lovers tossed each other off that bridge.nI think I better just call it all quits,nI used to run this town but it just ain’t the same place that it ever was.