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Left To the Sea - Matt Duke
So time makes a point to be endless it seems
The clocks cease to tick
As our bodies go weak
One might mark their existence
On a stone we can read
It is my will to be left to the sea
It rains from the heaven
The sky the above
Creating the coast the great poets dream of
Where the sun sets atop the briny horizon
It romantically keeps as the place that I love
Each wave brings a new batch of treasure to shore
But deep in the ocean there lies many more
Where discoveries sit behind them unopened doors
And beckon dreamers to whence man came before
So regardless of all the things that we believe
Like celestial homes and a heavenly peace
Born through the vessel the coffin beneath
It is always my will to be left to the sea
They may lay their deceased in the ground
So to rest
But the rest is quite needless when one's life is spent
Is there a purpose when the last of your
Breath stops the beat of your
Heart in the pit of your chest
See the answer is written deep down to the bones
Through the thick wall of
Flesh to the guarded marrow
And the natural world is the one left to know
How to break it all down for
The sake of it's own
Though I'll never be sure
If my soul's mine to keep
Or if death ends the quest
For the answers I seek
No matter what happens soon after I leave
It is my will to be left to the sea
It is my will to be left to the sea
It is always my will to be left to the sea
It is my will to be left to the sea
