HEARTS AT SEA
Tell me where my heart should be, laying upon the crest.
Never knowing ov rest, lonely hearts head to sea.
My heart lingers, upon the swells.
Patiently the heart yells, waves smashing with the best.
Never does it rest, it play its part.
My heart does, accompany me.
To the farthest, land or sea.
How lonely it is, with the tide that bleeds.