Move with the ocean for as long as you can,
A wave, being flung from water to sand.
Move with its rhythm,
Most intimates flow.
Yet know, one day the ocean won't let you go.
So change your face, and change your mind.
And stand tall before the tides of time.
Once again you can change your face,
And fit within this awful place.
And hope that the next wave won't be so strong
And that maybe this is where you belong

But as long as you move.
So shall the sea
And as long as it pushes
So shall you flee.

The non-existing chains that hold you to change
Disappear and re-appear and re-arrange
Know now, know true, before you are lost,
Before you are found.
The only way to brake the wave,
Is to stand your ground.







-E.C.