I've seen my bones
Through my sheer skin
By sins of many tones
In places I've never been

I've signed away my mind
To all the wonders I sought
And found myself blind
To all the truth that I fought

Now my frame is too weak
In it's pursuit to taste the water
Where the fish will speak
In the arms of the great potter

Instead I walk invisibly
With my blue veins to show
The grief I hid defensively
By the tongue of the crow