Sea Me

I set off into the sea
To see a real part of me
 
Winds start picking up  
Sails are swept under and above
 
White crest of ocean  
Mixed with jagged rocks
  
Think I can ride out the storm of me
But I’m crazy I’m a tidal wave
 
Churn through the storms  
That come upon my vessel  
 
storm picks up winds adjust  
All I see is white caps diving into the black
 
A moment of calm before my storm
Realize this is my day of my being
 
Waves sing high and crash like a symphony  
Of all things seen but not experienced  
 
Passes through me and goes on
To the next destination without a thought  
 
Sun rises on a new day  
Whose turn is it now  
 
Sun rises on a new day  
Whose turn is it now let me know
 
Whose turn is it now let me know  
Before I go back to the sea
 
Sun rises on a new day
 
Whose turn is it let me know  
Before I go back to the sea
 
Where I Sea a Real Part of Me