• The pale white moon hangs high
    Shimmering endlessly in my diamond sky
    The ocean's soul calls out my name
    Such crashing tides never to be the same

    I hear the sea gulls calling to another
    The land being that of my brother
    I spread my arms wide, diving into the glass sea
    Praying for its beauty to take me

    Surrounded by the rich blue hues
    I look up, the glittering stars my muse
    Only then is there one thing I do realize
    The world above is filled with nothing but lies

    I drift down into the black abyss
    For there will be no one I'll miss.