Through the flowing paths of the waves in the ocean spray..
A man see's a lifes reflection, slowly eroding by decay
a fluent dream of happiness is common, but for life it didnt show
This poor elderly human would fall down in his lifes road
Standing hoplessly on the balcony, waves crashing in the rough
his emotions erupt in anger, his bones aching and such..
This liquid reflection is clear, but the life he chose is not
A true victim of lonelyness, a man left there to rot
the foam bubbles reach the surface, creating a vibrant splash
drops of water float in air, and apparently............crash
a coincidal occurence, this mans life to the liquid forms
On rotten days this man is hectic, and the water storms
on sunny days this man is happy, forgetting is lonely life
and on a sunny day, the ocean spray is calm all night
call it a coincidence, but he see's it as a meaning....
almost destined to be on the balcony its seeming.
the weathers fairly distorted, but i see a future clear
the loud drops of water...stopped, as he hears in his ear
the clouds part away, leaving a bright sky to see
and suddenly this mans problems dissapear from destiny
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gods gift is given to him, inorder to keep this special way..
he must follow the given path, and not let this road decay
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