The 6 AM moon

Is red with gloom

But I'm already out at sea

I'm sailing in the foam

So far from home

And my heart is starting to bleed

I'm trying to sing

But I'm hearing a ring

Of the looming wave, so strong

It pulls me beside it

So stealthy, so quiet

And I know this feeling is wrong

My thought, it thrashes

The wave, it splashes

And washes my hopes away

The 6 AM moon

Is red with glom

It tells me I'm drowning today