In returning to the scene of a fatal accident

The glass on the ground holds evidence

Of all that went wrong, of all that was missed

So sorry I missed

Can you hear me, the voice inside your ear

Can you feel me, the wind that chills your tears

And all of this times we wasted was lost inside of this

Can you hear me, the noise that brought you here

I remember all the times I was blind behind the wheel

The sharp screaming sound, the pain I would feel

From all I had lost, from all I had killed

So sorry I killed

The blood will dry on the pavement

All of my wounds will heal

The wreckage will fall to the wasteland

All will be quiet and still