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