I heard a scream, it was coming from a lady, she was standing at the edge of the ocean.A bottle in my hand, I skipped across the sand, asking, lady, tell me, what's the commotion?She said, the tide has stopped and it's never coming in again.She said, the wind has dropped and it's never gonna bring the rain again.Her hair was wet and I'll never forget how it hung across her breasts and her shoulder.It was the blackest green I'd ever seen, so I put my bottle down on a boulder.And I said, don't worry, a lot of people can't swim anyway.So what's the hurry, if it's never gonna rain, tomorrow's gonna be a sunny day.Hurry!Her angry golden eyes, they flashed at me, I could see her patience, it was waning.And I watched my bottle floating out to sea, I looked up and it was raining.And her laugh was shrill, and it sounded like a hungry seagull's cry.And the sea was still, and I saw a little fish fin wave goodbye.And the sea was still, and I saw a little fish fin wave goodbye.And the sea was still, and I saw a little fish fin wave goodbye.