you listen with yr heart, but yr feeling far too kind; here the sea may seem to start, but, it stretches far from sight- Ah listen; you were once a part of all you now despise but you can't just have a change of heart and then expect the past to die- listen across the sand, the sea drifts you to where you stand, to voices you've known and they're crying... listen across the sands with a wild wish to understand the crash of the waves passing, like a lie Ah you listen with your heart, willing it all becalmed and quiet, all the flowing and the ebbing tides, the whole maddening design... all the drowning voices you want dying, all the hiss and roar of desire... all the false love of the waves that sigh, all the hypocrisy running riot-listen across the sands, to the waves drifting where you stand, and all their voices swallowing your life... you listen across the sands with no hope to ever understand all the mad, crashing waves that you must ride.