Golden Gate Jumpers

Thick fog rolls in waves
on the Golden Gate
I was checking my watch
seven minutes in my shift
When I spot a black skirt on the rail
Straddling the bar like its a quarter a ride...
She's scared to jump, but terrified to stay
walked 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 let me

She's startled
I look forward
Wrap my arms 'round her legs
Pull her down to the side--walk
We're both heaving for air, and I say:
M'am how was your day?
Keep your eyes on my face
I want to help you if you 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 you first
Crabs will have their way with you