Out On Your Own - Uncle Ho

You are out on your own

You got yourself free

Have you been caught by the offshore breeze?

You are out on your own

Am I getting you down?

Hey, I don’t want to get you down

All these beautiful things

You are waiting for

They slumber on the ocean floor

To very strange things

I am host

Where will you be when you need me most?

You are burning it now

You are burning it now

I have piled it all up, it is burning now

I hope you are well

And your sleep will be sweet

Among bivalves and sea anemones