The ocean it rolls and tolls,
people fear the tumult,
the chaos,
but the ocean rolls,
on and on,
the endless view,
that's what captures our eye,
our heart,
and out beyond,
beyond thought,
there is calm, there is calm,
but to tempt to sail there is a blunder,
the pursuit rips and tears asunder,
it's not battered shores,
no they make sense,
endless ease,
that's beyond,
above,
breathtaking,
and we're sinking thinking we're full of air,
we're full of ****,
wet with blood,
and think ourselves Poseidon.