When I Was the River

When I was the river, I turned where the earth curved, a slave to the whims of the ground

Now that I am the ocean, my depths go unsearched and all who enter must swim or drown

Alone Pt. 1

Well, I've got time
To tell you how I lost my soul and mind
To let you meet the me I left behind
All the things I tried to be
And yes, I'm fine
The universe is strange but less confined
No arbiter to commend my ways, or malign
Now that I find myself

Alone

For the first time on my own
No father, son, or holy ghost
No beautiful but distant rose
Just one overflowing dose

Alone Pt. 2

Well, I've got time

To show you were it all went wrong, or right?
The siren song that keeps me up at night
Regret is my enemy
And yes, I'm fine
Everything used to be so black and white
I watched it turn to gray, the strangest sight
Now that I have to be

Alone

For the first time on my own
No sureties to keep me comatose
No one to sparsely hold me close
Just one overflowing dose

Alone Pt. 3

Well, I've got time
To recount every stranger's praise, or slight
Or you could see the moments I hold tight
They make up all of me
And yes, I'll be fine
I may only get to say this once, or twice
There's sweetness in the fading days and nights
Now that I get to be