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