Sinking Down

My dream is always the same
We’re out on Stetson Bank
And I’m the one who was left behind
Divers swim right by
With lights in their hands and fear in their eyes
And I know it’s me they’re trying to find

Sinking down
I feel I’m sinking down
I pray I’ll wake up scared and cold
Davy Jones drug a finger across my bones
When you coming home he whispered low
Your friend is waiting here with me

With the ocean in her eyes
A secret soul with a shifting tide
And the shimmer of something far away
Greed rolled across my mind
In the fog we stole a man’s life
And now he sleeps in the endless deep

Sinking down
I feel I’m sinking down
I pray I’ll wake up scared and cold
Davy Jones drug a finger across my bones
When you coming home he whispered low
Your friend is waiting here with me

Captain Frank
Set his boat on Stetson Bank
And watched the waves calm and slow
You can never tell
What’s inside of someone
You never know what hides below

©2006 Jason Wilber/Everyday Rain Music BMI

From the album Lazy Afternoon

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