You stand stoic. Your back is to me,
Contemplating secrets of the sea.
Clouds roll by. Storm waves break,
There must be some mistake.
Sorrow tainted with a hint of salt
Lingers on, it's not your fault.
The softest ocean's lullabies
Perpetrate and silence your lies
No matter how the waves dance
There could be another chance.
Waves roll in and silt rolls out.
Is this all your life is about?
