Morning Sun lazily moves in the sky,
Taking my shadow and making it fly.
Moment of quiet is stretched to no end,
Secrets I whisper beginning to blend.
Regular Guy,
Just like the other one,
With no gills, no wings, no crown.
Sun’s already sloping down.
Show your grace,
Don’t tell my hiding place.
Tide is coming soon and steady,
Come, we’ll hide and will be ready
Inside the shell.
Lazy waves, come and pace,
Golden stripe shears the space,
Giant Sun meets water,
Drowns without a trace…