A Cure for an Aftermath

Shipwreck

Debris of my strength
Scattered
Sprawled on land with broken limbs
I shovel sand

My stomach groans for nourishment
To cure the aftermath
Scattered
Sprawled on land with broken limbs
I shovel sand

Familiar scraps of a wreck
A sickness I never had
This cure is needed
With broken limbs, I shovel sand
To cure the aftermath

Toward a familiar shelter
I'm coming home
I'm home

I am home

My stomach groans for nourishment
To cure the aftermath
Scattered
Sprawled on land with broken limbs
I shovel sand

Familiar scraps of a wrеck
A sickness I never had
This curе is needed
With broken limbs, I shovel sand
To cure the aftermath