and now i recognize your face and my folly   for longer days and nights this strange redemption'   with words you've bled me dry   now dust falls from these wounds      into the airless night i'm cast   hear me call you   i know i can't create a lie you won't see through   through in this blessed tone i am a child in wanting   a feeling not unlike regret permeates me   and with the birth of fear i am set free      from these wounds i claim redemption   from these wounds i am redeemed      in passing i recall with such vivid clarity   the soft whispering reminders of foolish notions   too late i realized my wrongs and my carelessness   now from the stone i hear you call   i can not answer      believe me my regret runs deep yet i know peace   for in 24 years i've always been inspired   the loss i do regret and still i know redemption   for you are better gone now you are set free