Walking down the coastline
looking for a piece of mind,
walking on the rhythm of the sea.
Searching for a wonder,
wishing for a miracle,
something to chance my simple life.
Looking at the sea,
watch it running free,
feeling jealous of carefree waves.
Looking at the beach,
see it standing still,
admire its peaceful lifestyle.
The one walking between them,
a restless wanderer,
unable to decide where to go.
When the water gets too cold,
jump to the sand,
when the sand sticks to your skin,
clean yourself in the sea.
It goes on and on,
it goes on and on,
it goes on and on,
without giving rest.
What if I keep walking,
this lonesome coastline,
will I find something to chance my simple life?
Selite:
oletus
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