living the fairytale to and fro beneath these waves to and fro where the ocean is cold and i love to swim before a storm when the waves are strong yes, i've longed to be sucked beneath in quiet tragedy when the torrents call me by name
each thrashing is a blessing like the warming fire i long for the deep to take me away and breathe my last breath where the light never will penetrate death has certain power over me, but i know there is life if i could just let go of this comfortable stone