My best white shirt was thick and damp with sweat
And the gentle rain that grew hard with the wind
My hands clutched a cold, pale, limp arm
As I tried to wipe the sand off of her face
O! and her blue-green lips
Her grey-green skin
I pounded on her chest with my fists
Praying for her lungs to fill with air
O! God, please breathe
Let her chest heave
O! breathe
O! breathe