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