Drag my sorrows
Down
  Down
    Down
To the bottom of the ocean,
Tie them down and leave them there,
And let the seabed devour their souls.

A siren's call can reach you from the cracks in the ground,
Collect them all and seal them in a bottle,
Sell them to God.
Fractured rays of sunlight dance from above,
I hope to feel the breaking warmth of the surface again.

Shells and pearls and treasure chests decorate the sand,
Wealth and fame had crumbled and succumbed to despair,
*Beneath the waves