I've lived long enough to see it all. A world full of endless need and unanswered calls. A new day isn't enough to ease these thoughts. A new day isn't enough to ease these violent thoughts. And that's why I have these sleepless nights. And that's why the moon grows bigger in the sky. There is no comfort in the cratered stars. I feel no comfort under heaven's light. These endless needs, creating wounds that bleed. Cast my body upon the tired shore, where the waves crash. Cast my body upon the tired shore, where salt dries bones, where birds circle, where want finally ends.