wash it in the sea, let it soak all night
wash it in the sea, let the saltwater wash it away
soak it in bleach, till it's white on white
soak it in bleach till the blood just washes away
hang it in the wind, let it blow all night
hang it up high, let the high wind blow it away
hang it in the wind, let the sun burn bright
hang it in the wind till the blood just washes away
I have waited wasted years
for the child that's come and gone today
I have wasted all this fear
how can I just turn and wash it away
if I can then I will, then I will wash it away
if she can then she will wash it away
forty years spent one by one
forty years of blood just slipping away
what I'd give for a firstborn son
forty years of blood just washing away
I have waited wasted lives
I have waited long enough I'd say
say what about this wasted child
how can I just turn and wash it away
so send me an angel
send me the ghost that I was
send me an angel
send me the ghost that I was that I was
that I am
I will wash it away