The Ocean

the ocean,

Birds spread the wings over the dark blue ocean.
The cold white wash tries to wake me up.
Sadness, happiness, defeat, and my rough desire will fade away before that ocean dries up.

Do you dream?
dream that will burn you up.
Do you long for the eternity in endless grief?
Just go if you must leave but do it without fear.

I've just come here without any choice.
Whenever it ends, it won't be mine, any more.
Time flies by little by little but I don't regret when I look back.

Do you dream?
dream that will burn you up.
Do you long for the eternity in endless grief?
Just go if you must go without fear.

To the one dreams about being immortal,
are you saying, there is a start but won't be an end?
Why would you think you must fill your well?
It was empty as completed from the beginning.