Ocean

Now the waves hit high, days go by and then I While passing time, I calmly walk the line. And I'm hungry for patience and some new relations. I defy devotion to the oceans motion. Strange it seems to me, for such different reasons, why my past beliefs, create this awful treason. And I'm hungry for patience and some new relations. I defy devotion to the oceans motion. I make my own solutions drawn from past conclusions. So I long for patience and some real relations.