Can’t climb to heaven on the cross
One liar’s promise drained the blood from my heart
Came a message in the dark
Offered the hand of a disembodied man
While I still had the chance
But now it’s gone, gone
And I am who I am
Who I was I will never be again
Running out of sand
I stare at my reflection to the bone
Blurred eyes look back at me
Full of blame and sympathy
So, so close
Right roads not taken, the future’s forsaken
Dropped like a fossil or stone
Now it’s gone, gone
And I am who I am
Who I was I will never come again
Running out of sand
A drunk octopus wants to fight
Fearful of dreams, there’ll be no sleep tonight
Fine at dinner, dead by dessert
Victim or witness, we’re gonna get hurt
A fragile existence with echoes of wrath
I can’t stop the bleeding nor the tears from thine eye
There’s another us around somewhere with much better lives
With God as our witness but he won’t testify
Oh now it’s gone, gone
And I am who I am
Who I could have been
I’ll never have the chance
Running out of sand
[Eddie Vedder, Out of sand]