Thick fog rolls in waves 
On the Golden Gate 
I was checking my watch 
With 7 minutes in my shift 

When I spot a black skirt on the rail 
Straddling the bar like it's a quater a ride 
She's scared to jump but terrified to stay 
Walk to her slow extend my hand with a smile and say 

"Ma'am how was your day? 
Keep your eyes on my face 
I want to help you 
if you'll let me" 

She's stratled, I look forward 
Wrap my arms 'round her legs 
Pull her down to the sidewalk 
We're both heaving for air and I say 

"Ma'am how was your day? 
Keep your eyes on my face 
I want to help you 
if you'll let me" 

Most folks think they'll hit the surface 
And never, fell no pain 
Water pulls you under 
Back to the womb once again 

Bodies float to the shore 
Bloated purple and blue 
If sharks won't get you first 
Crabs will have their way with you