My best white shirt was thick and damp with sweat
And the gentle rain that grew hard with the wind
My hands clutched a cold, pale, limp arm
As I tried to wipe the sand off of her face
O! and her blue-green lips
Her grey-green skin
I pounded on her chest with my fists
Praying for her lungs to fill with air
O! God, please breathe
Let her chest heave
O! breathe
O! breathe
And the gentle rain that grew hard with the wind
My hands clutched a cold, pale, limp arm
As I tried to wipe the sand off of her face
O! and her blue-green lips
Her grey-green skin
I pounded on her chest with my fists
Praying for her lungs to fill with air
O! God, please breathe
Let her chest heave
O! breathe
O! breathe