Jim's Lament Lyrics

jim sends his best.
it's off jim's chest
because he's sent his best.
jim sends his best,
the guilt's off his chest.
he says we're blessed
and to get some rest.

masquerade my fears,
lacerate my need,
contemplate my feet.
i'll sit and stair and
ride the miles from my chair.
gauge my speed by the number of flares
sent to locate and guide me there.
i am leaving but the frosbite still remains.

jim sends his best,
pinned to his chest,
guilt tests his best.
jim sends his best,
and tonight he'll rest,
because he's done his best,
pinned to his chest.