We went down to the sea
But we couldn't see the tide
When it hides it troubles me
As i'm writing in the foam
See the birds bend their knees
Find a breeze & go sweetly
From the north to the warmth
To the storm to be reborn
As mercury in the morning
Smiles at me with a warning
Crusty eyes of sleepy skies
Are taking turns to turn the tide
Not too soon to balloon
Silver moons in my lagoon
In folly ripe, in reason rotten
Hang the door up with a sign
If soon to break, soon be forgotten
Where the ocean meets the mind
As mercury in the morning
Smiles at me with a warning