I've been diving for years to connect the dots
The coordinates have long been lost
No map or no key could lead me to
The treasures trapped in the deep, dark blue
I've been sailing alone for as long as I know
My lungs are chalk full of salt and the snow
Collected down deep where it's too cold for words
Way up above is the same, different world
Sunken, rusty ships are all that still exist
From my underwater past
Left alone, at peace at last
Sunken, rusty ships now replace my home
Where some photos, books, and things
Have died and turned to memories, memories
The pages in books are yellow with age
The gloom of my room is tainted with rage
I admit what I want is escaping the past
But my future self would never last
Dust has become a running theme
Disorganized clutter will never be cleaned
Because I have left home and everything else
I'm ashamed of the way I left myself
Sunken, rusty ships are all that still exist
From my underwater past
Left alone, at peace at last
Sunken, rusty ships now replace my home
Where some photos, books, and things
Have died and turned to memories, memories
Memories are trapped beneath me
Memories are trapped beneath me
Sunken, rusty ships are all that still exist
From my underwater past
Left alone, at peace at last
Sunken, rusty ships now replace my home
Where some photos, books, and things
Have died and turned to memories, memories
I have left home and everything else
I'm ashamed of the way I left myself