I am the shipwreck with its scattered and soaked wood Littering the ocean like a nest of roaches The water smothers me patiently And it waits to feel my body on the ocean floor I am the captain I stand alone with my ship Never leaving its side For tonight I sleep in a shark's stomach The tears and rain both hit my face As I lay on the deck and wait to drown I am the thunder, and I am the storm Hear me roar as I deafen all I conduct my orchestra as loud as possible And conclude with a violent smash I am washing the splinters from within my heart And I scream as it pumps Let my lungs fill with water as the broken bathtub leaks