This is the gig of my life, I was a little boy, knew the song right I think it's okay but it's not Angika she sees a boy into my life I was only victim of, victim of time Angika believes a boy has been here before Sunset my days, I spent my days under the bed So did my sisters, brothers, uncles, cousins everybody's under the bed I spent my days intact and packed so sick, so sick along the way We were sixteen in the whole pack, and I was sixteen by the way They told me a lot 'bout the light But they didn't tell me 'bout the flames And if you see the ocean, just tell him I'm okay