Hey you, out there. You laugh and say you care. But you won't set me free. . Just take what you see. Divide and multiply by three. Into me is my one. .
So it goes a piece of me. I left for you to find. Decay away, receded to feed. It's not so bad, it's not so bad. . Down here in day's sweet daze. Where all that I need is not what I need.
When somebody pulls you under. When the bottom feels like coming up. When the tide is spilling over. It's love, it's love. . When the lines are worn and fraying.