John Vanderslice - Dead Slate Pacific Lyrics

At my low point
I went to a professional
He asked me some questions
Sent me to a doctor

There's a moment there
When you're under a doctor's care
When you're safe and hopeful

Punched in the code
Ran up the stairwell
He asked more questions
Gave me Celexa

That's when I really knew
The only thing standing
Between me and that long rope
Over a carpenter's beam, was you

I went off the pills
Bought my ticket
I used to think
There was nothing between us
Just 6,000 miles
Of the dead slate Pacific

But on that United flight
In a white hot panic
I sank to the bottom of the sea

My countless horrible creatures
Complicated undersea secrets
If I didn't go diving there
With a spear gun, knife and flare
How would I ever make it through?

That's when I really knew
The only thing standing
Between me and that long rope
Over a carpenter's beam, was you