Below The Waves - Carrie Newcomer

Sometimes I just give up trying

It seems like a lifetime

That I’ve been fighting

It was hard enough

Just getting out of bed today

I’d call someone but what on earth

Would I even say

Here in this airless space

No one to plead your pitiful case

Some call this thing the soul of sadness

Self-indulgence or a brilliant madness

All I know is I dying for air

Swimming just below the waves

I can see the sky

Looking darkly through the haze

The moon is drifting by

Then someone cuts the anchor

And slowly up I rise

An unwelcome guest in your home

That comes to stay and never wants goes

Not some much shadow but visitation

A haunting foreign movie with no translation

There’s buzzing white noise in my head

Then sometimes so silent I’m almost dead

One true thing I hold to dear and fast

Is a voice that whispers

«Darlin' this too will pass»

Even when I’m dying for air

Swimming just below the waves

I can see the sky

Looking darkly through the haze

The moon is drifting by

Then someone cuts the anchor

And slowly up I rise

This is just a picture not complaint

Making full sentences

Has never been my strength

Some call this thing the soul of sadness

Self-indulgence or a brilliant madness

All I know is I’m dying for air

All I know is I’m dying for air