safe in the arms of love
the sea is black, I saw itI gazed into its eyes
I heard it speaks in riddles
I've heard that there all lies
they say say that the rain drop falls to form its well
but so many are tear drops, so how can they tell
I hear the mountains better
I hear it speaks the truth
I've heard that if you stand on it
that it would up lift you
but I tried to climb the mountain
amd I feel into the sea
I didn't know the riddles
and no one lifted me
so I reached up to the heavens
I saw a hand draw neigh
and felt such a warm inbrace that I could not deny
so if someone should ask you
are you made for mountain, or sea
I say I'm made for neither
cause they were made for me.
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