My mind wandering through the clutter,
Have a lot to say, have feelings that are overwhelming but no one is listening.
No one wants to hear just voice their opinion,
Maybe to make them feel better, maybe just to say I have done what I can.
Wipe your hands clean for I am the one to blame... no judgment.
Music blasting, whiskey in one hand, cigarette in thee other with my
mind focused on the beautiful water glistening and calm.
Wishing to be one with her sweet voice hitting the rocks and calm,
silence down below.
I jump into her arms as she relaxes me and wipes the tears from my eyes.
As everything turns dark my body starts to tremble, she whispers you are free now and come with me.