And if I could swim,
I'd swim out to you in the ocean,
Swim out to where you were floating
in the dark.
And if I was blessed,
I'd walk on the water you're breathing,
To lend you some air for that heaving,
sunken chest.
'Cause they chose you
as the model for their empty little dreams,
And they hunt you,
and they gut you,
and you give in.
And if I was brave,
I'd climb up to you on the mountain,
They led you to drink from their fountain
spouting lies.
And I'd slay
the horrible beast they commissioned
To steer me away from my mission
to your eyes.
I'd walk through hell for you,
let it burn right through my shoes
These soles are useless
without you
Through hell for you,
let the torturing ensue;
My soul is useless without you...