Elysium Configuration

From anchor to deserter
For you, I would murder

Nothing to see, but I can’t keep my eyes closed
Lights out with my head against the window
Taking blows from the burdens that I bear
When it rains it pours, when it pours, I sit and stare

Like rolling eyes, blackness soon will be
Like ocean tides, carry me out to sea
This too, this too shall pass
Hold fast, I must hold fast

These idle hands are tied to keep them from sin
But with arms bound, how am I to swim?
Water everywhere, a thirst I cannot quench
The fins come circle closer, my limbs are hanging over

Carry me out to sea
This too, this too shall pass
Hold fast, I must hold fast
Mermaid theories to no avail
I’ll meet you in the belly of the whale
From anchor to deserter
For you, I would murder