Watch the wave, see how it rides
Upon the glistening reminiscent tide
The sun beats down upon the past
And I know it will not last
One to whom the lives begun
Wrapped inside the seed of love
To the depth we’ve left to ride
Where we find the seeds and tides.
Longing for the touch of rain
Trapped inside the seed of pain
Holding past what hope began
Lives in fallen seed and sand
Obstacles that seem to last
Lost the seed in your past
One to whom we hope to show
But how can we, the seed is slow
It will not grow in this life
What will come, the seed of strife?
Picked in to the lost regime
Leave me here, the seed will die
Do not linger here no more
The seed will wash upon the shore
In the wave we lost behind
There will stay the seed, divine
Ocean tides will take away
The disaster of the seed of pain
One I’ll become with the sea
In reminiscent harmony
Of how my love is left to ride
Upon the seed, and wash the tide
And sprout it will upon my grave
The second seed, whilst I am saved
In my dream, when I in death
Swim the tide of my last breath.