The&nbsp;&nbsp; sea&nbsp;&nbsp;is&nbsp;&nbsp;forever,
as&nbsp;&nbsp;even&nbsp;&nbsp;now,
never&nbsp;&nbsp;the&nbsp;&nbsp;same.
It&nbsp;&nbsp;stirs&nbsp;&nbsp;and&nbsp;&nbsp;breaks,
mends&nbsp;&nbsp;and&nbsp;&nbsp;unites.

From&nbsp;&nbsp;shore&nbsp;&nbsp;to&nbsp;&nbsp;shore
the&nbsp;&nbsp;same,
yet,
from&nbsp;&nbsp;wave&nbsp;&nbsp;to&nbsp;&nbsp;wave
so&nbsp;&nbsp;different.

Perhaps&nbsp;&nbsp;it&nbsp;&nbsp;knows
the&nbsp;&nbsp;Why's&nbsp;&nbsp;of&nbsp;&nbsp;life.
Shall&nbsp;&nbsp;I&nbsp;&nbsp;dare&nbsp;&nbsp;ask?
And&nbsp;&nbsp;what&nbsp;&nbsp;shall&nbsp;&nbsp;I&nbsp;&nbsp;hear?

The&nbsp;&nbsp;fierceful&nbsp;&nbsp;cries 
of&nbsp;&nbsp;a&nbsp;&nbsp;thousand
seagulls&nbsp;&nbsp;in&nbsp;&nbsp;mine&nbsp;&nbsp;ear!