If I really have to die, let it be today
For my house is on fire, and I have no water
Or an extinguisher
Wait, I have no hands either.
I can just float, watch me watching the burning house
From the top window, down to porch
All I can do is swim in my thoughts
Save it, but how?
Let it be today, that I am gone
Don’t want to do this, can’t have it anymore
Too tired to climb, nothing at the top, it’s not worth the view, just draw me a bench, right halfway through
I can drawl down the valley, lay there low
Hope for the eternal abyss, crave for silence
My thoughts won’t leave me
So if I really, really have to go south, let it be today.