Ocean pulls me close, And whispers in my ear
The destiny I've chose, All becoming clear
The currents have their say, The time is drawing near
Washes me away, Makes me disappear
And I descend from grace, In arms of undertow
I will take my place, In the great below
have u ever had the feeling like someone was tearing u up into little bitty pieces and complicating on selling u for a jig saw puzzle ?