surely death has found me it has kept a hold of me all this far my actions will reveal only time will tell these passions start to slip away memories flash like seconds in a day i see the world from the outside i see the world from the outside there is something to say about being desperate down and low giving a chance to see what it all can mean there is something to say about being desperate down and low upon my arrival i either learn to swim or drown as i struggle for air i see only water and i reach for anything as i cry for help i feel my body growing weak slipping away it occurs to me that my cries are worthless acknowledging death i no longer mourn my own loss and i begin to sing praises to the one that has me here as i sink to my salty grave i drown no hand to reach for no ear to listen let it be a sweet sweet sound let it be a sweet sweet sound let it be a sweet sweet sound let it be a sweet sweet sound in your ear i sink to my salty grave i drown there is no hand to pull me back i sink to my salty grave i drown there is no hand to pull me back up to the light i will sing praises surely we will all die up to the light i will sing praises because surely we will all die3