Crashing against the rocks
Beating on the shore
Rising high above the depths
Crying out for more.
Riping through the wintery haze
Splashing on the ground
It has a madd'ing roar
Yet it makes no sound.
Calling out to lonely hearts
Singing to the sky
Calm and peaceful as a breeze
Still it towers high.
Trying to touch the sky
Always trying to reach the sun
It's a fight it doesn't win
It's a fight its never won.
It is calm and beautiful
It is challenging and brave.
It is sweet and peaceful
it is the movement of the wave.
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