The Young Man & The Sea

I won't make it through the wood,
I wouldn't know where to go if I could...
The road to town is lit by the stars,
But shattered legs can't make it that far,...

And the devil that sleeps by the door
Won't let me go through it anymore.

But it's not right
To hold the key for escaping the night
And keep it for yourself
When so many out there need it's help...

So the window to the cliffs above the sea,
Is the only way that makes sense to me.

If you're reading this letter, that means I've washed ashore,
Take the seeds in this bottle, and remedy the world...
Cut and dry, crush and steep.

And please bury me.