The sun is rising.
What a beautiful sight.
Sitting in the dark, waiting, contemplating
Fighting for the truth, fighting for what's right
Sometimes prevalent I am.
Other times I try.
I fail, I succeed,
I shall do so until I die.

At the schism of my life,
recall I, recall our time,
I miss you, I feel you, dear.
With me the waves rhyme.
Along the shore, I remember you,
Beautiful, Prosperous, Fine.
Your warmth is all I seek, dear,
for the chilly heart of mine.