O the tumbling
sea,
the
broken rocky shore
Stole my
heart from thee,
you’ll find
my love no more
But upon high
cliffs,
among yellow
grassy weeds
Grind my bones
to dust,
let the wind carry me
Watch me dance as I rise
over the
land that I love
Leave the
toil of man
and the ash
of his greed
Bind my
soul to those
who loved this
land before
on the ocean shore.
-CJ
