The storms were coming,
Though I didn’t mind,
People all over the world were dying,
So I closed my blind.
I tried to change the world,
Instead I fall asleep heavily breathing,
So I wrote you and sang aloud,
Though all it stopped was my heart from beating.
I promised that I would change the world,
Steps at a time I fall of a cliff,
To whom this heart once loved,
Has forever silenced these lips from grief.
Though I didn’t mind,
People all over the world were dying,
So I closed my blind.
I tried to change the world,
Instead I fall asleep heavily breathing,
So I wrote you and sang aloud,
Though all it stopped was my heart from beating.
I promised that I would change the world,
Steps at a time I fall of a cliff,
To whom this heart once loved,
Has forever silenced these lips from grief.
We’ve lost hope of yours and mine,
The faith I kept was leaving,
I want to believe in more than you and me,
Though all I can do is keep breathing.
Though we may be worlds apart,
Fated at birth through precision,
I can’t bear that you stole my heart,
It wasn’t your decision.
You make life such a hard departure,
An exit at the moment of death,
To whom I give my life up to surrender my love,
You drown me leaving me gasping for my last breath.
If it is true that we are only spirits,
This body a suite for disguise,
Were just clumps of gasses,
Living gratefully would be wise.
I drift into the ocean,
Only to sink to the depths of the sea,
The love I had for you was without question,
So leave me a float in my watery graves at sea.
Fated at birth through precision,
I can’t bear that you stole my heart,
It wasn’t your decision.
You make life such a hard departure,
An exit at the moment of death,
To whom I give my life up to surrender my love,
You drown me leaving me gasping for my last breath.
If it is true that we are only spirits,
This body a suite for disguise,
Were just clumps of gasses,
Living gratefully would be wise.
I drift into the ocean,
Only to sink to the depths of the sea,
The love I had for you was without question,
So leave me a float in my watery graves at sea.
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