Suit up
Final buddy check
Take your tiny timid steps
Across the soaking deck
One last look
Hold tight and grit your teeth
Take the step and discover
What lies beneath
Senses bombarded
Each and every one
Bobbing at the surface
The adventure's just begun
Drop below the waterline
Listen to the sound
Of your heavy breathing
Echoing all around
The cold lasts a second
Till you're distracted by the sight
Of fishes swimming at your side
Surface distorting the sunlight
Drop your head
And fin towards the deep
Feel the pressure wrap you tight
Over the precipice I want to peep
Noises carry to you
But are distorted all the same
Refraction plays tricks with distance
Laws of physics I can't explain
Want to stay here a while
As soak up every detail
But the water's getting murky
When I kick up silt and shale
And when I check my gauges
I see I'm low on air
Time to head for the surface
But I'll be back, on that I swear
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