Later in the evening when the sun was about to set I was standing by the shortline(?) and my shoes were getting wet I guess that I've been standing for an hour and a half And that was when I heard the voice that called my name is it
You are the son of the sea You'd better come back to me I know what you are made of and what you are supposed to be Little walking mammal with you feet above the ground You got salt in your system and due(?) the ocean your were born
Feel the ocean Feel the ocean
Scared to shit I've looked around to see if I was alone Drunk another ??? of my special home-made brew Lately I've been weary and I thirdly(?) had the blues But the strong voice that I heard was not from alcohol abuse
There it was again And now I heard loud and clear is it(?) Listen, son, I know you are scared but follow my command Release yourself from soil and treat and take a punch with me Soon you'll feel like coming home ??? the son you were meant to be