The Man

There was a man
A quiet man
He had a wife, a quiet life
And then one night, the man he died
If you're askin' why, alright I'll tell ya

There was a man I used to know, so petrified by the undertow
Spent his whole life on the shore,
Convinced himself there was nothin' more
With his one last dying breath, said "bury me in the ocean depths"
Now in the quiet I think of the man

There was a man
He had a plan
Spent every night, making it right
Until one day, he passed away
If you're thinkin' hey, ok I'll tell ya

There was a man I used to know, so caught up by the undertow
Spent his whole life being sure,
Beneath the sea there was something more
He held his breath, he held it long 'til one day all the air was gone
Now when I'm making plans I think of the man

I'm not the man I used to know, don't give a damn 'bout the undertow
I'll set fire to this entire beach, force myself out into the sea
With my one last dying breath, I will say I'm ready for a rest
Now that I understand
I'm not the man