Sea Speaks
Currently in the currents
Stuck still in water
Relax and ride the wave
You can ride alone
If you want to
But you never have to
They know how to find me
The demons I mean
They reside above sea
Because they can't last underneath
The needed the fear to breathe
Ever wonder why we burry the dead?
Because the entrance to up high is
Right, down low
Stairway ain't no joke
But until it's time to go
Learn how to float
Just below surface
Currently traveling with the currents
Letting each movement carry me
The best part about the sea
You can still see
Reach out to me
I'll show you around
We still go up for air
The land is being polluted
I don't suggest staying there
I like the water
Find your wave
Sometimes during the storm
The waves get hard to follow
But once the storm ends
Well like Annie said
The sun will come out tomorrow
Then the raindrops make the light bend
And the sky is covered
All in color
Once again
See storms ain't that bad
If you recognize the beauty in the end
It help no value prior to
But afterwards you know the beauty is true
The water has a way to keep you safe
While putting you in danger
And even though the waves get rough
The beauty never ceases
You may not love the sea like me
But maybe you will
Try it
It's the sea
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