The Submariner
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It's a ghost town, full of people
Every pair of eyes darting nervously 
    toward the heavens
Waiting for the sky to break
Waiting for the sky to break wide open

I trade the sunshine for the solitude
I choose the endless creaking of steel
Silent running beneath the waves
Drifting deeper 
    and deeper
        and deeper
            and deeper
                and deeper
                    and deeper