Between Me And The Deep Blue Sea

I sometimes wish I carved
A message on my heart
Before it sank
Like a stone in the ocean

But what would it say
This note in Mr Jones locker
That would make it different
Among a trove of such stones

Redemption Center

Thinking about my mortality
Seems strange to mention
Me of all people, facing reality
And hoping for redemption

Looking for forgiveness
More than willing to compromise
Just need a little solace
Before they put coins on my eyes