My romantic idea of an ideal relationship. Also a song about freedom.
Ocean ShoreSit here by the ocean shore
and watch the sunrise falling
down towards the water,
slipping through the waves;
and see the light - it's flowing
into tomorrow's morning,
far behind the horizon
where you and I will dance.
If you want to tell me everything
I'll sit here and I'll listen
from the rise through to the fall.
If you don't want to tell me anything,
don't worry, I'll just sit and sing -
won't ask any questions, none at all.
And this is how our lives will flow,
all through the city seascape,
swimming with the seagulls,
soaring with the seals;
waves crashing and curling
to wet our feet so gentle
as we pull down the moon-cloth
and warm the night-time sands.
If you want to tell me everything
I'll sit here and I'll listen
from the rise through to the fall.
If you don't want to tell me anything,
don't worry, I'll just sit and sing -
won't ask any questions, none at all.
Sit here by the ocean shore
and feel the prison crumbling,
turning into pebbles,
rolling to the sea.
The barbed-wire's only seaweed
floating in the water
soft against our footsteps
as we chance and dance and dance.
The barbed-wire's only seaweed
floating in the water
soft against our footsteps
as we chance and dance and dance.
Soft against our footsteps
as we chance and dance and dance.
©2003 Rahel Guzelian
