Memories, bittersweet; open arms, to embrace the reef.
Sinking, not just that sinking feeling.
Anchors, at my feet; salt water, rushing past my teeth.
Sinking, into the crushing black.
Sinking, I hate that sinking feeling.
I know there's something wrong, breathing in but not breathing out, inhaling water I'm burning my lungs.
Burn.
[Under waves. Still tracing steps I've taken, footprints in the sand.]
Footprints get washed away, I think I'm lost, need to be saved.
[Will you ever get here?]
[I'm not waiting for, the tides to change.]
[I'm not waiting for, the tides to change.]
No more, chances to; rectify my mistakes.
You had, the best of me, the last of me.
Buried; I will be, beneath the waves.
Heart beats, waves swell. Bid light, farewell.
Deep below. No more chances.
[To catch my] breath.
My right hand.
You're no God.
Sinking, not just that sinking feeling.
Anchors, at my feet; salt water, rushing past my teeth.
Sinking, into the crushing black.
Sinking, I hate that sinking feeling.
I know there's something wrong, breathing in but not breathing out, inhaling water I'm burning my lungs.
Burn.
[Under waves. Still tracing steps I've taken, footprints in the sand.]
Footprints get washed away, I think I'm lost, need to be saved.
[Will you ever get here?]
[I'm not waiting for, the tides to change.]
[I'm not waiting for, the tides to change.]
No more, chances to; rectify my mistakes.
You had, the best of me, the last of me.
Buried; I will be, beneath the waves.
Heart beats, waves swell. Bid light, farewell.
Deep below. No more chances.
[To catch my] breath.
My right hand.
You're no God.