Down on the sandy sea,
I await the call to be free,
To be released for oppression
And desiring worldly possessions
And existing in this false reality.
While some call into question my sanity,
I understand that reality itself
Is a simple falsehood, I myself
Realize the futility of man,
The little we can
Do, and await to be taken
By the blue waters, waiting to be awakened.
