I'd love the waters to take me
far beyond the horizon
But who knows what's beyond
The waves come by as though chased
I'd love to go up
Up to see where the rains come from
Far beyond
To where the sun gets it's brightness
The beginning looks beautiful
The start so encouraging
To where it gets,
We never know
It gets beautiful
May be ugly too
But just hoping for best
And that it never ends
That from the start, or rather from far beyond
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