In my world, there is a boundless ocean so bountiful
It was tinted crimson like fresh blood flowing
Some places are calm, while some are raging
As I sail with my rusty sailboat and my fractured paddle

By what I saw, I was utterly bewildered
Bleeding people with smiling faces
Crying people in broken pieces
Now I know why the water was florid

Why do people do these deeds?
Ain’t it painful enough when they bleed?
Why do they continue loving, as if it’s their creed?
A crazy world, is full of crazy people indeed

I sailed near a shipwreck and found a desolate man
He was staring into space, maybe the horizon in his sight
What was ever beautiful as it is ending, the setting sun
I asked him his experiences and this he told with all his might

There is always a possibility of failing to reap what you sow
But we still love, for we might be the victor, who knows
Then why do we love? Isn’t it for happily ever after?
When that happiness fades, do we then surrender?

No, no! Never lose hold! Just hold on tight!
A couple in a luxurious yatch chimed in
The storm will pass as you endure the rain
You’ll see, if you both survive, a future brighter than sunlight

But then a free spirited surfer interjected with glee
Why must we endure if all we feel is pain?
Like what he said, in the end we may not reap the grain
If they can free each other, why prolong their agony

You are and will not be wrong to start it and continue to hold
But, I say, your resolve may be weak, to see it to the end
Or time had caused its toll, and behold!
This is what happens when your will eventually bend

Still, don’t worry dear sir, your boat is maybe broken
But I know and experienced, time will do the fixin’
And you’ll sail once more after you stand up when you’re down
Unless you decide to end it all here and drown

Time does it magic without end
To further bond, eventually erode or slowly mend
Love and time in a sense is eternal and relative
Farewell now wanderers, we still have a life to live