I live in my red brick house on the sea
Forgetting my days as days run past
Forgetting the past like words on the wind
Forever floating away on the tides of though
My eyes have ceased seeing, my hands lack feeling
Everything is monotone darkness, nothing but absence
I grasp the sand blindly, crying out in frustration
Is this how you saw yourself so long ago?
Such ambitions you had, such dreams and aspirations
Hold back the tears, hold back the bitter thoughts,
Yesterday I could see, today my eyes betray me.