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.