Phantom Planet

Hey!
Arms of the ocean reach out for you
Rusty pipes
Can't help calling for you, too
The brine is finer than wine
But be careful not to drink too much
'Cause there are remains
On the bottom of that cup
If you fear you've had enough
Of that salty stuff
I'm on the beach
Reading a book
Lost in a page
Lost for an age
I could be your bonfire
And you could be my ship out at sea
Look!
I'm not after your charity
And my dear, I don't want you pleased with yourself
What is that feeling of pride
When you throw your coin in a beggar's cap?
Selfless acts are quite selfish when you think about 'em like that
But I've been thinking of you
And how to improve
'Cause I'm in a fix