Water an orris and so it grows
While the petals wilt on a forgotten rose
Left alone the cold wind blows
He cries a tear and no one knows

The mountains sing to the starry sky
Tonight turns to day in a matter of time
So fades the nights rythm and rhyme
Today has no mountain for him to climb

Looking at the ocean he sees
How calm the commotion could be
Still the waves crash up and down
As they thrash against the bow

His choice to stay ashore has past forever
As so her storm must be weathered
He must choose to dance her tide
If he is to see her peaceful side

Answering his hopes with never
She claims his vessel forever
Leaving him every sense of purpose denied
To swim in this ocean he cried