Swan dive head first into that icy blue
Cleanse my spirit that's been ripped in two
Heart made of metal made me sink to the bottom
No point to struggle for my soul has rotted
Clung to a line but let go because the water's got him
Let it take control as he spun to the bottom
A piece of clothing floated to the surface
Found by a boy fishing for a purpose
Gave it to my family who held a funeral
Soon after...I will be forgotten
