Salty Grave

Surely death has found me;
It has kept a hold of me all this far
My actions will reveal, only time will tell
These passions start to slip away
Memories flash like seconds in a day

I see the world from the outside (x 2)

There is something to say
About being desperate, down and low
Giving a chance to see what it all can mean
There is something to say
About being desperate, down and low

Upon my arrival, I either learn to swim or drown
As I struggle for air I see only water
And I reach for anything as I cry for help
I feel my body growing week slipping away,
It occurs to me that my cries are worthless
Acknowledging death, I no longer mourn my own loss
And begin to sing praises to the one that has me here
As I sink to my salty grave I drown
No hand to reach for, no ear to listen

Let it be a sweet sound, sweet sound
In your ear

I sink
To my salty grave, I drown;
There is no hand to pull me back (x2)

Up to the light I will sing praises; surely we will all die
Up to the light I will sing praises because surely we will all die