And. so the hurried pace of life ,
has slowly come down to this ,
the breaking of the waves at night ,
hidden quieter the ***** making their way to the sea .

Listen even closer my heart apron you’re breast ,
listen even closer the breeze gently on you’re **** .                                      For time has stopped moving ,
the waves are increasingly still ,
the crab has now stopped struggling ,
the birds are yet to wake .
Just you and I on Gods shores of life ,
just taking a break .