The sun dried the salt on the back of the wind

Carrying scent of the thoughts of the sea

Golden sand whispered terrors of the deep

Seagulls fly over, forever free

Open the clam shell of my heart

Two oceans meeting together

Blue encircling the horizons

Currents deepen the trenches of forever

Reflection of the sea in the sky

Dragging out hearts without mercy

Moon of the present and past

Across the rocks of memory

But dark green planted grows deep

Rising through the weight of agony

Feel sharply the salt in the air

Let seagulls and oceans go free.