it's the feel of the water as you're breathing it innyou're food for the fish so you will live againnit's the weight in your lungs when you're getting highnyou'd spit it out but you'd really like to see the other sidenit's the taste of her sweat when she was pulling you innlike the mouth full of ocean that you're drowning innand your bones, and your brains, and your skinnare not as much yours as you thought they werennit's the ringing in your ears when you were feverish and sicknthat's the sound of the other side so you better get used to itnit's the things that you see out of the corner of your eyeneveryone will tell you that it's nothing cause they've all gone blindnit's the feeling that you're falling when you first go to sleepnlike your soul's trying to separate but it can't quite break freenand your bones, and your brains, and your skinnare not as much yours, as you thought they werennyou can't come back again, back againnyou can't come back againnnit's your life flashing before you when you realize what you hadnin retrospect it's beautiful but it's too late to go backnit's the light in the tunnel sucking you throughnit's the deep regret of the things you never got to donit's your last breath, your last luck, the end of the shownit's the spark in your eye when you finally let gonand your bones, and your brains, and your skinnare not at much yours as you thought they werennyou can't come back again, back againnyou can't come back again, back againnplease don't let me go under again, under againnplease don't let me go under again, under again