One day in the future I am sure that I will drowned Waters close over my head The currents drag me down In this way I've sealed my fate by letting it be heard On that day I'll be sorry that I ever wrote these words All the souls upon the earth consumed in fiery clouds While presidents and kings will hide in caves under the ground That is their undoing, just as swimming will be mine Plate tectonic forces will find fault with their designs Every solid object with a start will have an end On the bottom of the ocean things that squirm and things that swim Given intimations as to how I'm going to die What I really want to know: is not how I'll go but why