text: Hello, we havent talked in quite some time
  I know I havent been the best of sons
  Hello, Ive been traveling in the deserts of my mind
  And I havent found a drop of life
  I havent found a drop of you
  I havent found a drop
  I havent found a drop of water
  Water, oh, oh
  I try desperately to run through the sand
  As I hold the water in the palm of my hand
  Cause its all that I have and its all that I need
  And the waves of the water mean nothing to me
  But I try my best and all that I can to
  Hold tightly onto whats left in my hand
  But no matter how, how tightly I will strain
  The sand will slow me down and the water will drain
  Im just being dramatic, in fact, Im only at it again
  As an addict with a pen whos addicted to the wind
  As it blows me back and forth, bindless, spineless, and pretend
  Of course Ill be here again, see you tomorrow, but its the end of today
  End of my ways as a walking denial
  My trial was filed as a crazy, suicidal head-case
  But you specialize in dying, you hear me screaming, Father!
  And Im lying here just crying, so wash me with your water
  Water, oh, oh
  Hello, I havent talked in quite some time
  I know I havent been the best of sons
  Hello, Ive been traveling in the deserts of my mind
  And I, I havent found a drop of life
  I havent found a drop of you
  I havent found a drop
  I havent found a drop of water