if i cried at the thought of you
i wouldn't get anywhere
you were sinking faster than i could swim
i didn't get to you in time
and for that, i apologize
someone swam faster and pulled you to the shore
it was a couple minutes before we realized you wouldn't breathe anymore
and the waves will always keep me stranded at sea
what's dead cannot be buried
my thoughts have been dead for years
i'm sorry if i'm being blunt
but i just want to make something of meaning
to remember you by
for those still alive, you are not alone
and this is what i get, what i deserve
you in the sky and me left here living
sometimes i get this way
where the thought of you, it stays
comes out from the shadows
and brings me close to tears
and for that, i apologize
but that wouldn't get me anywhere
this depression is quicksand
you all know what i mean
when the flame hits the match
it's all downhill in the in between
i just want to make something of meaning
in the hope i'll get out alive
Something of Meaning
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