First to fall from the island
the shock of the ocean cold against my lungs

It is despair but it's a release
a feeling I know how to express all too well
a bleeding out from deep within my soul

Maybe this was meant for me, or maybe it was yours
a place to throw it all inside and lock it all away
another day
another day

The floor swirls from green to blue under my feet
I stand unmoving
center of the storm
Right hand reaching to the sky

For once, certain in the knowledge
that I can catch what gravity has doomed
to kiss the ground and die.