Euclid the Kid
O restless waves,you toss about
as I stand upon the shore
waving like a nervous friend
whom of my friendship's unsure.
You bring me ocean treasures
of broken bits of shell
and smoothed out drift wood pieces
and think you're doing well.
But who are you trying to please
and why would I want these things?
Can't I want you for yourself-
not what your friendship brings?
o restless waves, be calmed
You have a true friend in me
and together with us, united
we can sail life's stormy seas.