The Howling

I am like salvage

Dragged up on land

Cut up and sold

Pulled through the sand



Have you ever wondered

Where death goes to die
Will it be on a rock

Disappear before your eyes



Don't let me die angry

No cries for more life

I want to be worn out

Ready to die



Have you ever wondered


Where death goes to die

I was trying to slow down

But the finish line is today



I was singing and swaying

So many days led to today
I was trying to slow down


The finish line is the way



You move through the water

I try to slow down