Let's taste the ocean water together just you and I we will dive into the deep blue sea holding hands til our heads are just floating on top riding with the waves and let's dive in even further after that until we're kissing the ocean bottom gulping in copious amounts of sea salt and shrimp brine lets just dive in dive in dive in and sink with the mollusks and octopi give up on living this sham we call a life cloistered in our clam shells we don't have a room with a view always protecting our pearls from those that are out to poach us for our inner treasures remember all the gold memories we've collected in our troves like we were hoarding them away for some rainy day well it doesnt get any rainier than drowning in these murky depths we're like treasure chests sinking to the bottom fast lost from some forgotten shipwreck we're collecting on the ocean floor waiting to be discovered over centuries we'll rust and be covered in barnacles before we're found Crumbling in the hands of those that try to rescue us lets just give up give up give up but we can't give up Not yet anyway Not while we're treading these waves with sharks lapping hungrily at our feet With rows of ravenous razor sharp teeth savoring the slow taste of our defeat as we inch closer And closer With our heads fighting to stay above water til we can no longer tread with these useless arms and legs we take that last gasp of treasured breath into our lungs and feel the water pressure collapse around our tired bodies feeling the ache of our worn out limbs we sink and we sink We sink We sink to the bottom of where we started filling our deflated hearts with all the failed dreams and squandered hopes of all the shipwrecked treasures that came before us And all those that join us sooner or later on these murky endless bottoms We've been here before And we're all destined to be here again And again And again So let's just keep treading these waves for as long as we can Maybe we'll luck out and find an island in all this oceanic bliss We'll crawl on shore Grasping for dry sand and a warm place to hole up in Before we find ourselves back out Lost in the sea Treading water With sharks licking hungrily at our feet With rows of ravenous razor sharp teeth Savoring the slow taste of our defeat