• Sea Water Rushing
    The Tide is Rolling In
    Swimming in the Ocean's Blue
    With the Moon's Fading Grin

    I Lie in the Sea Dreaming
    Wading Through the water
    The Sunlights Comming Up
    The Ocean's Getting Hotter

    A Sail I See on the Horizon
    Riding Torward the Shore
    The Sail of White Stained Yellow
    A Scar Left From Weather it Indorred

    The Water Rises Up
    I See the Ship Sailling Past
    With the Waves Rolling By
    The Wind Picks Up so Fast

    Thy Storms a Commin'
    By and By I Swim to shore
    And Look to the Horizon
    And The Ship With Sails I See No More