Golden Gate Jumpers

Thick fog rolls in waves

On the Golden Gate

I was checking my watch

With seven minutes on my shift

When I spot a black skirt on the rail

Straddling the bar like it's a quarter 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 startled, I look forward

Wrap my arms around 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 feel no pain

Water pulls you under

Back to the womb once again

Bodies float to the shore

Bloated purple and blue

If sharks don't get to you first

Crabs will have their way with you