Millions of ripples to ******* me clasped by the giantess we know as the sea
each wavy line is a sign that she's speaking to me and only the moon knows my love of this when the stars kiss the sky I feel I could die in the giantess we know as the sea.
There's another homecoming when the tide's running tight in a place where the night meets the day far away from the torturous sounds of the street from the bustle and blare and odd people you meet
I'm on my there to be where I am
I share this plan with my maker the one I call the caretaker he like the giantess speaks to me, whispers only to the sea that's in every drop of me.