Lyrics:

His time there so long.
His fingers traced the endless walls he knew so well.
And there the breaths were short and hard and thick with salt.
And in this place he always knew he'd wake alone.

Hands clutch in panic.
In this place he built of sand homes that caved.
The walls were weak with salty tears.
Through the cracks in these walls he saw the sun.

The sun dripped through the cracks and died.
Shadows manage to betray.

Like liquid was the sadness, until into the light he stepped

In this truth he knew himself to be.
From sinking sands he stepped into light's embrace.