The ocean wants to take you under but most will die on the shore
It makes no sense to me why we live such tragedies but things seem simpler to you
Words are softly spoken
Our thoughts are powerful
We are only verticies of everything we've learned
"Come further to the sea," they said "pretty pretty please life is stimulating
When there's water at yr knees" oh i think i know now
The ocean carries me
Now the land is getting smaller and my thoughts are getting wider
And i'm looking at the world in ways i wouldn't have before
I'm floating in the ocean i am one with all its motions
And things wouldn't be as simple if we stayed Back on the shore