Dead Slate Pacific

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 hung on a carpenter's beam
 Was you