Your voice sounded like smoke
As it spilled over my cheek
And the words that you spoke
Stirred the breath out of me
The fringe of life lived
Through gritted teeth
The mud on our hands
And the blood on our feet
For a moment I felt
A spark of relief
So I sank it unceremoniously
Let me go down
That I be washed clean
The innocence drowned
With the last of my grief
The heave of your chest
And the weight of your breath
I will carry these things
To the place of my rest
Where the mud on my hands
And the blood on my feet
Fall away in the unceremonious sea
Let me go down
That I be washed clean
The innocence drowned
With the last of my grief
Above a whisper I spoke
With this small part of me
It's with the heaviest of heart
That i lay it at your feet
Where the mud on my hands
And the blood on my cheek
Be all that's left of what we buried at sea
Come fall away in the unceremonious sea