The Deep End

[FatalBanana]

I feel myself falling
off the pier into the white
a man once said
it feels like being under water
well I'm starting to think hes right
and though I know ill forget when I get older
it doesn't feel like tonight

so I just swim
into the deep end
let the guilt wash over me
like a storm covered ceiling
I know this feeling
it doesn't feel right
ill let this ocean
be my bed tonight

the seas a violent hue
six miles deep and dark blue
I draw the lines
the fishes dance
as they swim the path askew

I feel the breaking levy
weighted, ankle tied and heavy
the mouth opens wide
the tide pulls high
the lines stretched thin

so I swim
into the deep end
let the flood rush over me
like a storm colored ceiling
I know this feeling
it doesn't feel right
I'll let this ocean
be my bed tonight

oh my tongue may taste of salt
my clothes heavy and rung
but the fact remains
seasons never change
I need you like water in my lungs...

I drive out to the coast
it starts to rain
I paddle out on the water
alone
to taste the salt
taste the pain
of not thinking of you again
the summer dies
as swells rise
the sun goes down in my eyes
through this broken wave
darkly coming
to take me home...

so I can swim
into the deep end
let you cover over me
like a storm covered ceiling
I know this feeling
it feels so right
to let this ocean
be my bed tonight

[Sweet Pea]

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