One, two
I had hoped to see
The rain fall down on the sun struck face
And the wind to the sea
Wash away the clouded thoughts before I die
Drifting days just to waste
Overwhelming fear and helplessness
True release, will I know?
If there's still some time to find we hope
Don't survey too deep
It's simple, clear but hard to see
Hands have blood, we'll find
The clarity I saw before I died