Look across the glass-flat sea
The calm, blue sea.
Calmnees is all you'll find.
And yet the ship,
Oh, the ship!
It looks like it's being crushed!

What's going on?
How can this be?
Well let's take a look beneth the calm blue sea.

The peace is shattered,
Swirling tides!
Greif, pain, hurt, pain...

How was this hidden,
(so cleverly, i might add)
Beneth the calm glass sea?

No, a better question would be,
How is the boat still there,
Atop the swirling tides?
How has it not yet been bashed agenst the rocky shore?

The currents of hate and pain and greif. the hurt and the lonelyness

And the fish,
Oh, the untrusting fish.
The sad, lonely, untrusting fish.
Afraid to become atached to anyone or anything.
The pore, sad fish that will do nothing but run away.

How is this all possable,
Beneth the glass flat sea?