View from the sky to the sea. Step up. I pray to you and to set off. I might peek towards the horizon. The end is just a whisper away.
This is where I could fall. Torpedoes islands into the future. And I'll serve this beach if I want to. Crossing the sand, cross to you now and everything.
And now I have end the search to hold on to what you've got. I'll try to never get home through a hole in the world.