and now i recognize your face and my folly
for longer days and nights this strange redemption'
with words you've bled me dry

now dust falls from these wounds

into the airless night i'm cast

hear me call you
i know i can't create a lie you won't see through
through in this blessed tone i am a child in wanting

a feeling not unlike regret permeates me
and with the birth of fear i am set free


from these wounds i claim redemption
from these wounds i am redeemed


in passing i recall with such vivid clarity
the soft whispering reminders of foolish notions
too late i realized my wrongs and my carelessness

now from the stone i hear you call
i can not answer


believe me my regret runs deep yet i know peace
for in 24 years i've always been inspired
the loss i do regret and still i know redemption

for you are better gone now you are set free.