Ocean Song from Changeling by terrapin

Oh to drown to the ocean floor,
And see the creatures there,
How they live and love.
Soon, I found I could breathe under the water,
I swam along, and that was enough.

If I could follow the fish again,
Would they find me ill or would we all be friends?
If all of the oil would rinse away,
Would we build cities or revert to a state of decay?
I don’t know.

But now, all that is breathing is rationed air.
And the clouds are sick with the stench of despair.

Could I be something in this vast abyss?
Of space between the orbit of rocks and the kiss?
Of stars whose light spins and dances?
Was it all a dream or just a song we sing?
I don’t know.

Caught again, in this fisherman’s net,
I struggled furiously for a bit,
But I rested in my defeat and regret.
Now, I’m strung like a bullet in a gun,
And they tell me lies,
Squeeze lemon juice right in my eyes.
It’s a fickle man’s bet.

If I was to channel my rage and fight?
Would I taste their blood or would they feast on mine?
Their violence is written into my bones,
Do I chisel it out or twist it into something of my own?
I don’t know.

But now, heaven’s colliding with hellish realms.
And how, is hope rational with soldiers at its helm?

Could I be something in this vast abyss?
Of space between the orbit of rocks and the kiss?
Of stars whose light spins and dances?
Was it all a dream or just a song we sing?
Could I be something in this vast abyss?
Of space between the orbit of rocks and the kiss?
Of stars whose light spins and dances?
Was it all a dream or just a song we sing?
I don’t know.
I don't know...

Oh to drown to the ocean floor,
And see the creatures there,
How they live and love.
Soon, I found I could breathe under the water,
I swam along, and that was enough.
That was enough.

That was enough.

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