See

I wanted once to see the sea
Back when I thought it was easy
They say to me I can't miss it
Akin the sky by day or night
With sun and moon as heaven lit
Crowding sheeps hover clouding light
So deep the blues I have no clue
How many views can be a few
They say to me it is moving
A kind of strange flowing desert
With dunes of wind freely rolling
Leaving sand beneath fleeing pert
So high the tide I have to hide
How long the ride to the sea side
I wanted once to see the sea
Before I knew it was empty