The chilled dawn breaks day
With its sunny face,
And the new morning waves
To the fresh sky, where it lays
Spread out in blue and gold,
As the sea spray laughs below;
The tidal moon just won’t let me be,
I feel it's pulling me back to the sea,
Back to where I know I belong;
Those clouds of mist float along,
And the briny sea-gulls soar by,
Framing memories with a soft sigh.
As the mysteries of the ocean unfold,
My soul receives its treasures untold;
I’m going back now, back to the sea,
Back to where I’ve always wanted to be.
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