Northern Sea

Swimming in abandoned rivers Sweating like a mule in the sun Drifting is a way to forget you Drowning is a way to begin Drowning is a way to begin Come Hold me near See Do not feel Dream Do not wake up until I'm here Stepping through unwinding pleasures Sleeping like a log in the stream Drifting is a way to forget you Drowning is a way to be seen Drowning is a way to be seen Come Hold me near See Do not feel Dream Do not wake up until I'm here If death should be by water Then let it be the Northern Sea Let the current carry me East where I was born to be Sinking to the spring-born flowers Floating on a bed of foam Drifting is a way to forget you Drowning is a way to go home Drowning is a way to go home Come Hold me near See Do not feel Dream Do not wake up until I'm here