Out of the Rolling Ocean The Crowd
Out of the rolling ocean, the crowd, came a drop gently to me,
Whispering,
I love you, before long I die,
I have travel'd a long way, merely to look on you, to touch you,
Out of the rolling ocean, the crowd, came a drop gently to me,
Whispering,
I love you, before long I die,
I have travel'd a long way, merely to look on you, to touch you,
The waves of ocean surround me, They marvelously dance around me. Profound dreams still call, They’ve never been too far from fall. They call so tenderly my weird name, They get inside and break my chains. Profound ease descend on me, I stay on kn...
The continent's a tamed ox, with all its mountains,
Powerful and servile; here is for plowland, here is for park and playground, this
Cataract for power; it lies behind us at
All docile between this ocean and the other
your tears taste like ocean, your sweat smells like rainyour body is sounds like drum
your eyes may recover or cause frightful pain
and only your shit never lie
Shall I rebuke thee,
Ocean, my old love,
That once, in rage, with the wild winds at strife,
Thou darest menace my unit of a life,