I'll just leave these here:
I see the water a-rising round you
Another flood I suppose
I know I'll sink like a stone, I'm bound to
It ain't your body that drowns you,
It's the weight of your clothes
I feel a breeze slipping through my fingers
Fly like a murder of crows
You're long gone, but your spirit lingers
There ain't no words when I listen,
Just the wind and it blows.
That's just the way that it goes....