I'll bathe in the sun to mend all that is broken.
I'll find my seat in this great blue ocean.
I'll fill my lungs with its salted air.
Exhale all of my worries
All my despair.
I'll let the moon enter my soul.
And let these waves cover me whole.
And as the world wounds me
And I bleed on its ground
I have hope for what will be
I have hope
Hope to be found.
Yes it cuts me
But I'm no longer sore.
And I will drink the wine of my story.
Until I remember who I was once before.
I'll drink
Yes I'll drink
Until I can taste no more.