Testo di Sand Dollar

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