Jonathan Scout the waves and foam are becoming clear
the surface must be drawing near
i cannot abandon this wreck
i’ll sleep in my bed made in the depths
to think how bright your face would’ve been
standing together, alone in the sand
the salvation i would bring
yet now it’s me who needs saving
i fall
#16. The crow then warned that upon crossing the lake, he must not gaze into the waters, lest he be compelled to its depths.
