Along the eastern seacoast Lining the rocky shore Lie the fossils of forgotten life Still serving up their chores The gray and misty network of water cycle needs Rise upon the grasping air Like fog within a dream. The pungent smell of seaweed Announces the grand source Where mystic depth delivers Up treasures for the poor. The lonley call of sea birds Carving artistry on wing Are fed from nature's plenty Where winds of promise sing. Fear not those mighty waves Kissed by the pearl of moon This the ode to sustenance For the heart of every tune.
The anthem of the great sea Baring souls beyond compare Whispering to all lovers Like an answer to a prayer. Because the evening comes And stars fill up the sky Tranquility brings the peace The waves of thunder hide. Quiet fills the salty air Reflections warmly glow Where soft hugs breast to breast Are better than pure gold. A little breeze goes sifting Over the seaside fire Reminding dreamers time is late And wakes up life's requires Back home until another day When the ocean roar runs high opening up the doors of night With keys of new daylight.