at noon the wind comes through, across the bay on a clear day, and i can watch the boats come in and set their anchors, and my folks are away at the store, so i don't have to listen, to anyone, say anything, and i swim out as far as i can, and float on my back, just waiting for nothing, i hope they never come back to this hosue, it's a lot more fun alone, i can do anything i want, and so i'm swimming, more like floating, and i'll just stay out here, until the night comes crashing down, and i swim, out as far as i can, and float on my back, just waiting for nothing, they always come home, at the wrong time, like when i'm alright, and don't need no one at all