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