The ocean called me to the roaring waters,
I crashed to the depths held fast by it's furious glory.
Panick stricken I fought to find my way-
my lungs burnt with salt
and my soul anguished over all my dreams that would die.
At fist Ihated this cruel bitter sea,
but she answered soft as heaven
with her love song for sailors and
other lost souls.
Peace flowed from the blue depths
and I knew I'd never leave.
Dec 10, 2009
Dec 10, 2009 at 6:44 AM UTC
The ocean called me to the roaring waters,
I crashed to the depths held fast by it's furious glory.
Panick stricken I fought to find my way-
my lungs burnt with salt
and my soul anguished over all my dreams that would die.
At fist Ihated this cruel bitter sea,
but she answered soft as heaven
with her love song for sailors and
other lost souls.
Peace flowed from the blue depths
and I knew I'd never leave.
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