Bones in the Ocean

Survivors guilt is real for a lot of people. You reading this, you matter. Keep sailling on til the dawn

I love you dad.

"Though their eyes speak of depths filled with struggle and strife Their smiles below say I don't owe them my life." just kills me 😭😭

Never has the message of "Dont kill yourself, live on." been so simple yet powerful. I've never cried to a song but this one takes the cake. I mean, how couldn't I with such powerful lyrics

This song brought a tear to my eyes. A sailor - presumably the sole survivor of the wreck of his ship - rows out to sea to commit suicide so he can be with his friends. On the way he has doubts, wondering if his still-living loved ones will mourn him as much as he mourns his dead friends, and at the last moment he stops his suicide attempt and realizes his dead friends would have wanted him to live. So he decides to live the rest of his life to the fullest to honor them. "I remember the fallen and they think of me, for our souls in the ocean together will be."

It’s been three years since you lost your battle with depression, Sean. The college park goon squad isn’t quite same without you. Me and Darren could be doing worse, but we aren’t doing great. Darren got arrested for assault and I’m battling with substance abuse. I don’t know how or why our crew fell apart, but i do know that we aren’t doing our best. Last time we visited your grave we dropped off your three favorite things: a Wendy’s spicy chicken, a pint of Guinness, and a hybrid joint. I promise to work harder at my addiction. And I promise to check in with Darren more often. I pray you’re in a better place, my brother.

This song makes me miss people I don't know :(

You don't even have to witness or experience the actual death of a friend to feel a connection te the melancholy of this song.

Grandpa passed, he was a warrior in his youth and a stubborn bastard to the end, drove his car till 98 and had stories to tell that belong in Hollywood miss you Grandpa

Oh, I bid farewell to the port and the land And I paddle away from brave Englad's white sands To search for my long ago forgotten friends To search for the place I hear all sailers end As the souls of the dead fill the space of my mind I'll search without sleeping 'till peace I can find I fear not the weather, I fear not the sea I remember the fallen, do they think of me? When their bones in the ocean forever will be Plot a course thro' the night to a place I once knew To a place where my hope died along with my crew So I swallow my grief and face life's final test To find promise of peace and the solice of rest As the songs of the dead fill the space of my ears Their laughter like children, their beckoning cheers My heart longs to join them, sing songs of the sea I remember the fallen, do they think of me? When their bones in the ocean forever will be When at last before my ghostly shipmates I stand I shed a small tear for my home upon land Though their eyes speak of depths filled with struggle and strife Their smiles below say I don't owe them my life As the souls of the dead fill the space of my eyes And my boat listed over and tried to capsize. I'm this far from drowning, this far from the sea, I remember the living do they think of me? When my bones in the ocean forever will be. Now that I'm staring down at the darkest abyss I'm not sure what I want but I don't think it's this As my comrades call to stand fast and forge on I make sail for the dawn 'till the darkness has gone As the souls of the dead live for'er in my mind As I live all the years that they left me behind I'll stay on the shore but still gaze at the sea I remember the fallen and they think of me For our souls in the ocean together will be. I remember the fallen and they think of me, For our souls in the ocean together will be

"Their smiles below say I don't owe them my life " Dude. I cried. Not tearing uo but actually cried. This song man

I shed a tear for my friend Keith every time I hear this masterpiece. I raise a glass to him, and one to you gents as well. Though the sea separates us, I hope you can hear me singing along with you in the states.

400 days clean and sober today. I just wish everyone could have joined me on this leg of the journey. Whoever you are, don’t forget how far you’ve come when you hit that next mountain.

"Now that I'm staring down at the darkest abyss I'm not sure what I want but I don't think it's this" This is one of the most powerful, touching lines I think I've ever heard.

Our maternal grandmother died a few years ago. A while after her funeral, my brother and I started singing this song. Our mother just stuck around and listened to the whole thing. It took me a few days to realize why she'd find comfort in the lyrics, "I remember the fallen and they think of me".

I've been a funeral director for 5 years. And I was a deputy coroner for 2 of that. This song hits me every time. I see the faces of the people I picked up every day .

My father was a sailor, as many of the men in my family have been. He received a terminal diagnosis, and when he passed my family and I went out to sea to spread his ashes. Now, when I go to the coast, I pour him a glass of rum and I sing this for him. I hope he can hear me, wherever he may now be. I love you Dad, and you'll never be forgotten by us.

I love grandpa. May you rest easy.

My great grandfather passed away a few years ago at the age of 99. He was a US Navy Veteran of WWII and had always loved the ocean and boats, since he lived on the East coast. This song reminds me of him not only because I miss him like the main character misses his friends in the song, but because my grandfather lived with serious survivors guilt. My grandmother told me that while he never had PTSD, during an attack on his ship in early 1945, both he and a friend were seriously wounded. After carrying his friend a short distance, my grandfather placed him down and went to seek medical aid, but when he came back the man was gone. He was never seen again and apparently my grandfather felt like he was responsible for that man’s death and he never quite got over it. The singer accepting the deaths of his friends to not be his fault and moving on with his life in order to pay them tribute reminds me of how my grandfather lived a full and wonderful life in spite of the horrors and guilt he endured. Miss you Pop, until we meet again..

I am not over exaggerating in saying that this song has played a huge role in pulling me out of a very dark place. Finally being able to accept what has happened. That's something.