Floating

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I left my name in the river where the water pulls me down.

I've been floating through the silence with no solid ground.

Every step feels borrowed, every breath feels used.

The sky's falling slowly in shades of blue. And I don't know if I'm running or just standing still.

The current knows my secrets but never will.

I'm floating, floating, through an ocean wide.

Blue turns darker every time I try.

I'm calling, calling, but the sound is gone.

The river keeps on pulling me along.

There's a light on the horizon, but it flickers when I stare.

All these words I never said are heavy in the air.

My hands are cold and shaking from holding on too long.

I built a home in the echo of a half-forgotten song.

If I let go of the shoreline, will I finally breathe?

Or will the dark water make a ghost of me? I'm floating, floating, through an ocean wide.

Blue turns darker every time I try.

I'm calling, calling, but the sound is gone.

The river keeps on pulling me along. I'm floating, floating.

I'm floating, floating.

Dark water, don't be gentle.

I'm already broken in.

If I sink into the silence, let it end where I begin.

I'm floating, floating.

No way back to deny the ocean's breathing in blue and white.

I'm falling, falling, but it feels like home.

The river keeps on pulling me along.

I'm floating, floating. In the river.

I'm floating, floating. I let go.

I'm floating, floating. In the dark blue ocean, I dissolve.