Текст песни Ska Beach

If I start to think about what to be or anyway to try doing Just let me trip wht should I go on to stay here and give up When I can free from a world I don't feel mine Let me think of going away of being an a lonely beach Or breathing salt and oily smells warm on me Send me a rustle of foam images of blue nights The blowing of winds for a sought loneliness and guess That I'll see my self singing ska Maybe vibrations would arise on the beach I wish I figure myself glad of spreading feelings around So I could stop my damned rage This song's called ska beach