As i fly above angry waves Dark and deep with my fears I see my life flash before me Memory after memory Lost over the sea of darkness
I know not the path i will go The wind blows me every which way I struggle against her breath When finally i fall into this sea
The darkness swallows me I am alone I cannot see Here my mistakes taunt me Here they are waiting
The other day I wrote this about my dad, I was thinking, “He must be scared of death.” Reading this over again now I’ve realized, I don’t know who I was thinking about.