I was swept to sea while trying to be poetic   It always takes a tragedy to put it in perspective   I've been living through a drought that never leaves   My inspiration's gone as well as my beliefs      Well they say that David didn't pen a psalm for 7 years   Or did the words he write just disappear   The waves came so suddenly today   Did my friends all leave me or was I swept away      Well David lived through his dry season   And I guess I will too   To find my peace before being taken by this   Dangerous blue   And I don't know why I still sang   Hallelujah to my king   Maybe it's habit   Or maybe it's deeper than everything      I woke up on the beach with a million fish   I know I prayed for rain but I never meant like this       Well they say that David didn't pen a psalm for 7 years   Or did the words he write just disappear   Paper can burn, why do I hope these words immortal   And then you said, it's still all elemental      Well David lived through his dry season   And I guess I will too   Before being taken by this beautiful   Dangerous blue   And I don't know why I still sang   Hallelujah to my king   Maybe it's habit   Or maybe it's deeper than everything