You sit there wearing dandy bracelets and rings,
While I can hear how your soul beautifully sings
Though about the darkness of the ocean,
The ruthless force of the waves,
Your lines carry a sea of emotion
Deeper than the deepest of caves
And I listen, I listen from afar,
As if I were just a little kid
And you were a star

But you're a ghost, or are you a phantom?
You're alone, but also pluralia tantum
You're everything, a figment of my imagination
And the sea itself, never-ending;
You're as magnificent as a rose, or even carnation
I...