text: In memory of Faron Hall 
  The swimmer is gasping for shore
  He has no more to say
  Don’t chase him back under the bridge
  Forgive his mistake
  He saved those he could—
  If you can, then you should. Carry on
  By the banks of the river we belong
  You are not alone. The world is your home
  Everywhere you go, you’ll always ring clear to me
  This current’s so desperate to feed
  On our emptiness
  Shopping carts running aground
  In the muddy depths
  Stung by the heat of our failure
  Sink into place
  The swimmer is swimming away
  You are not alone. The world is your home
  Everywhere you go, you’ll always ring clear to me