By Chris Bagdons
When a small hand rocks a big boat.
When you’re standing and freezing
in the warmth of the sun,
When you’re sure you know everything, but you
know nothing is for sure,
You’re full of confusion
and you question yourself,
Who am I to play “God
and take the life from myself,
and all of mankind?
So when a man dies he sets his mark,
And he’s saying
“I’m leaving this corrupt world behind”
But maybe, Oh, just maybe
no one is listening at all.
I hope that these souls are not forgotten,
But that they be respected.
Society prepares the crime,
and the criminal commits it.
When you’re the criminal,
and you commit the crime
against yourself
You are the judge and the jury.
You determine the punishment,
for a lot the punishment is death.
So when a small hand rocks a big boat,
It’s known as ashes to ashes
and dust to dust.