The Swimmer

The swimmer is gasping for shore
He has no more to say
Don’t chase him back under the bridge
Forgive his mistake
He saved those he could—
If you can, then you should. Carry on
By the banks of the river we belong
You are not alone. The world is your home
Everywhere you go, you’ll always ring clear to me
This current’s so desperate to feed
On our emptiness
Shopping carts running aground
In the muddy depths
Stung by the heat of our failure
Sink into place
The swimmer is swimming away
You are not alone. The world is your home
Everywhere you go, you’ll always ring clear to me