I'm just a normal boy who sank when I fell overboard. My ship would leave the country, but I'd rather swim ashore. Without a life vest I'd be stuck again, wish I was much more masculine, maybe then I could learn to swim, like 'fourteen miles away.' Now floating up and down, I spin, colliding into sound, likes whales beneath me diving down. I'm sinking to the bottom of my 'everything that freaks me out.' The light house beam has just run out, I'm cold as cold as cold can be. I want to swim away but don't know how. Sometimes it feels just like I'm falling in the ocean. -Into the Ocean, 'Blue October,.'