Turning Waters

The Cool Breeze
Of The Blue Sea's,
Always Come,
Crashing Down On Me.

I Get Caught In The Storms,
With The Waves And The Rain,
Being Tossed And Turned,
With Every Moment Driving Me Insane.

With The Wind Blowing Stronger,
And The Boat Beginning To Wander,
My Love For The Sea,
Is Growing Ever So Fonder.

As The Boat Begins To Sink,
And The Water Rushes To Me,
I Realized It Was Meant To Be,
This Poor Man Has Died At Sea.

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