Slow, I wake from dream
In Waves it comes, endlessly
I see a distant shore
An ebbing tide, a silver door

Close my eyes, let my thoughts go with the turning tide
Empty mind of what's been left behind, till it's gone
Leave this pain, as I float free
Distantly see you recede from me, till your gone

In Waves it comes in waves

Leave my bones for the gods to see
Let them speak of immortality, when I'm gone
Slumber deep, 'neath an emerald tide
Silver door once barred is open wide, and I wake
In waves it comes in waves

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Writer(s): Dan Simone