Devotion calls no names
when we
define ourselves.
And upon our
times end
we'll sing from our
souls
and be unspoken no
more.
This sinking ship
brings
no color into view.
The sky
stretches wide through the
veil
but I won't pass this
time.
State your love and
regrets.
Make your peace.
This
sea is vast but we're infinite
so
close your eyes now
we're
drowning here tonight.
As I
drift downward
my world grows
lucid and calm.
With my arms
spread
and my breath still
my
lungs rust now
but I'm
awake.
Is this my
destiny?
This withered world I'm
in?
This is my destiny.
My
faults follow me down.
My grace
is the sea.
