the ocean wants to take you under but most will die on the shore it makes no sense to me why we live such tragedies but things seem simpler to you words are softly spoken our thoughts are powerful we are only verticies of everything we’ve learned “come further to the sea,” they said “pretty pretty please life is stimulating when there’s water at yr knees” oh i think i know now the ocean carries me now the land is getting smaller and my thoughts are getting wider and i’m looking at the world in ways i wouldn’t have before i’m floating in the ocean i am one with all its motions and things wouldn’t be as simple if we stayed back on the shore