A Million Pieces on the Ground

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At the bottom of your ocean
In the midst of the commotion
I was diving in your sea
With a knife in-between my teeth
In a barrel over the falls
It occurred to me why you jumped
You're better off where you are
Seems my paddle was your arm
Now I'm sailing through the air
No one has to trust me here
Nothing is a "could have been"
Nowhere safe for me to land
Now I'm crashing back to earth
Hurtling on my return
When my body touches down
A million pieces on the ground