Last night, I asked him to break the news gently As bodies drifted away, evidently If you can't walk away, in the surf you'll stay Write this down If they insist you move faster An abacus can assess the disaster Margins that full are just obstacle But now we can't stay underground where we'd been The salt air, the silt breeze We're the ones who stayed free from disease Last night, I asked him to break the news gently I've cut corners for one quarter century If you can't walk away, in the surf you'll stay Now we can't stay underground where we've been The salt air, the silt breeze We're the ones who stayed free Now we can't stay underground where we've been The salt air, the silt breeze We're the ones who stayed free from disease