The sun, the air, the faithful crashing of waves,
Carefree, comforted, knowing eyes watched over me,
Even now, I taste the salt on my lips being dried by the sun,
An ocean, limitless, taking me back to better days.
It seems so far away.
Somehow, somewhere, I've lost a part of me,
Got caught up in this twisted place, and lost simplicity,
The things I've seen have tainted everything; I think I gave up living,
When life is stained can it be cleaned?
Want to know if I can set aright a life that's gone so wrong,
In a way, start again - if not, what is left?
I can do it on my own, I could long ago,
I'm sure that I have tried.
The sun, the air, the faithful crashing waves remind me of a child that I'd love to be again,
Only now finding comfort and peace in trusting the God I knew,
And more that I might see, and even more than better days to trust again.
Want to know if I can set aright a life that's gone so wrong,
In a way, start again - if not, what is left?
