Dark Waters Of Thought - From A Second Story Window

Lost at sea and the breeze is SLOWLY killing me

My blood may stop in this wind, Jesus what a storm this is

Drink in that darkness my love;

it very well may be the last you see

If you look out to the sea, dead and gone is where I’ll be

We are going down!

This ship is sinking!

This ship is doomed!

I see the waves like giants

Their hands are smashing our ship…

I know now that I am lost and there is no escaping

I am to be swept away deep into the blue

This ship is taking on water… And we are all going down

Oh god not down again… my dreams have been true… this is how I end

No!

Down… not down again…

Dear sweet oracle please let me wake FROM THIS…

Don’t let this be my end

I have done my part;

please let me wake from this

In the end there is no rest for the wicked and we are all doomed

Their eyes were shut forever