Lay my heart beside the sea
            I'll convulse silently
I then fell off the tree
            Blacked my eye, scraped my knee
The currents were wild-
        they ran free like a child.
From the door, to the rocks-
          they stumbled at the docks.
When at last I got up-
       from the sand and the muck-
I collapsed, once again, from the tide and the wind.

And finally I did see, the shore looking at me- laughing gallantly,
the shore said to me,
"Do not stumble again, you're too weak, you're too thin, don't you shake, for, you see? You are free, you are free"