You people talk of drowning
You who know what I know
I wish that I was drowning
Then maybe my plight would show
Instead I’m trapped here swimming
Through the murky waters of dust
The clouds and lines are blurring
And the signs I send are lost.
To you fellows who are drowning:
I sympathize indeed.
I wish that others knew I’m falling
To the waters where you bleed.
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