"Sea Legs" lyrics

Oh, wanna bet
A long time in bed doesn't mean rest

The rolling of the stockings rolls right at the gut
Someone's burning story keeps someone from the bottle
I think it would help me
If I really thought so

And Gio is an argument
And when it starts to rain
And Leonard Cohen writing about the flame
Softer yellow tones and the science of the phone
A Z-Pak and stick removing stains

Kissing on a boat
Sea legs and the coast
Keep on getting higher even when I can't get stoned

The only argument's the meaning that you're after
I can't understand being someone's cloak and dagger
It's just recurring beauty
It's just recurring nature
It's just somebody kind doing someone else a favor