AS I LET YOU SINK IN BALTIMORE BAY , I DROWN MYSELF DEEP IN DISGRACE , ARE THEY THINGS THAT WATER CANT WASH AWAY ? WHAT IS THE PRICE AM I SUPPOSED TO PAY FOR ALL THE THINGS I TRY TO HIDE ? AND A WARM SUN RISES AND IGNITES THE BAY , I COME BACK HOME AND START TO CRY , I'LL NEVER COME BACK TO BALTIMORE BAY TRY TO FORGET THE FIREFLIES
