And as I submerged
I thought one thing.
I am home
In death
For I have
Been waiting to die;
But

Who knows what the future will bring.
Not you or I,
and sometimes we think that we can predict

Imagine.
I see the hero-figure/ hear the wind on the window/
Feel it cold on my feet/ I’m

Sitting upon a silent shore
Looking out to sea,
A man out of the depths did draw
An