I will walk into the sea.
Don't worry - everything is as it should be.
Please don't try to find me.
I am not careless, I am not brash
I just want to dissolve away the ash
I will become the sea break - the foaming crash
And on tumultuous waves
I will rise, and break, and crave
The seaman's briny grave; I churn to deprave
And as Tempest's growing belly swallows
I'll be lurking in the shallows
Grabbing at ankles in sea cliff shadows
You will not find me
I am meant to be lonely - I am my own only
Everything is as it should be.