lost at sea sharpening this knife in an inflatable raft

Wondering what you say While talking in your sleep And if your voice Carries to me Writing the words down To these songs Just to repeat Sung only to you In my dreams Messages on aged rock And carved Into the trees Have they been Left out here For me? Counting the hours As I sift through The debris Fragmented From The lies Of three We've cut this union from It's privates to It's throat The debt that's been paid is But a fraction Of what's owed This ship is going down This ship is going down This ship is Going down tonight We've cut this union from It's privates to It's throat The debt that's been paid is But a fraction Of what's owed This ship is going down This ship is going down This ship is going down This ship is going down This ship is going down