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 

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 of waves 

remind me of a child that i'd love to be again 

only now finding comfort and peace

in trusting a God i'd even more that i might see 

and even more than better days to trust again