Nobody Can Tell

I was recovered by two strangers and a motor
 Overflowing my demand from the jaws of the wild waters
 Nothing yet metaphoric, symbolic, or cluttered
 Just my life on their one hand, my death on their other
 Sky drowned in its blue, all those sailboats too perfect
 Painted just to be washed as I spun from their orbit
 I was gone from them and you and everyone
 I've been gone to the wind
 And was sad for the shore but
 I was sad for the shore, but
 Oh, but I hope that you won't tell them that I knew
 Who I knew very well
 That I knew it too well
 I was searching for the story that no
 That nobody can tell, nobody can tell
 I needed to leave, I had burned just to breathe
 I had paddled so hard through my own little sea
 I had not once looked back, with the sun in my brain
 I was two hours out when the freighter's wave came
 There is so much above us, but far more below
 The direction we're beckoned when forced to let go
 Little have we found certain, less to be true
 But my death gave me this, my only out to you
 The only out is through
 Oh, but I hope that you won't tell them that I knew
 Who I knew very well
 That I knew it too well
 I was searching for the story that no
 That nobody can tell, nobody can tell
 I hope that you won't tell them that I knew
 Who I knew very well
 That I knew it too well
 I was searching for the story that no, oh
 I got so many memories thrashing back through icy blue cornstalks
 Cradled and boxed by the past I had fought
 I admit, I miss my pops, and all the trash he talks
 If I make it back alive, I'm gonna give him all my thoughts
 But I'll start with just the facts, and two strangers named John
 One being the senior, and the junior, his son
 "How'd you ever make it this far?" the old man asked, chagrined
 "Sir, I swam and I swam and I swam and I swam
 Swam and I swam and I shivered and swam
 Sunk and I swam and I laughed and I swam
 I still swim
 
 I still swim"
 Oh, but I hope that you won't tell them that I knew
 Who I knew very well
 That I knew it too well
 I was searching for the story that no
 That nobody can tell, nobody can tell
 I hope that you won't tell them that I knew
 Who I knew very well
 That I knew it too well
 I was searching for the story that no, oh