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