Surging through my body,
The ocean in me.
Crashing waves of memory,
Currents of longing.
The tide is turning.
The undertow takes ahold of me.
I know I should go now,
I know that it’s time.
In canyons deep within my soul,
Torrents of fury.
They carve away my fear,
But the hurt still echoes.
The tide is turning.
The undertow takes ahold of me.
I know I should go now,
I know that it’s time.
Out on the horizon,
A storm is brewing.
I let the breakers rush over me
And feel the ocean’s heart pounding.
Surging through my body,
The ocean in me.
The tide is turning.
The undertow takes ahold of me.
I know I can go now,
I know that it’s time.
The tide is turning.
The undertow takes ahold of me.
I know I should go now,
I know that it’s time.
I know I should go now.