Two shells sail with velocity

No intention, direction carried astream

Salt and sand, river, foreign lands

On this shoreline, this planet filled with broken

Bones roam with polished stone

Turbulent tides that told me to listen to you

Wind is whispering, and I can't hear

I hold two shells to both my ears

It feels like the first time I felt

The warmth of the sun

The cool breeze that lives In my head

I heard more than I wanted to

Saw my soul for the first time

Haunted by the view

Deep in space on extended time

Every life form, a value, equal to mine

Ocean biology

On this shoreline, this planet filled with broken

It feels like the first time I felt

The warmth of the sun

The cool breeze that lives In my head

Two shells sail with velocity

No intention, direction carried by a stream

Triumph and tragedy fill this shoreline, this planet

Skeletons of crystal, sand, foam and sparkling strands

Silver traces of faces, memory deep

Let the water rush over me

From the mountains a fountain breathes life into

Someone listening, whispering

Someone's listening, whispering

It feels like the first time I felt

The warmth of the sun

The cool breeze that lives in my head