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Dying At Your Own Party

Youth Group


Watching the boat slip away
as I raise my hands above my head.
Struggling against the waves,
even the seagulls have left me for dead.

No-one on the deck saw me fall -
just another man slipping into the night.
The party still rages on board -
No-one on the deck has even noticed I'm gone at all.

Oh Darling! Send out the search party.
Send the boat back for me.
This is not how it ends.

Oh Darling! Oh, can you hear me sing?
C'mon, do anything.
This is not how it ends.

Watching the boat slip away,
its difficult to maintain your poise
as you struggle to make yourself heard
above the engine's noise.

No-one on the deck saw me fall -
just another man slipping into the night.
The clink of the glasses on board.
No-one on the deck has even noticed I'm gone at all.

All I know is all I want to know.






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