4.The Sailor and the Sea
Along the seashore, rousing and cold
A withered face in the wind
An old man waiting for the end of his tale
His sight on the soughing waves
The load of memories in his hands
A long way home to innocence
The sailor and the sea
Time has gone like the altering tides
A thousand steps in the sand
An unmistakable proof of his life
Of all what he had once been
He walks away from a young boy's dream
And all that's left is just the sea
The sailor and the sea
And in the end we all are him
The sailor and the sea...
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