The Ocean

Rest my little baby Close your eyes and, maybe You will hear the ocean call your name She may tell a story Of both the meek and mighty Who drink from streams and fountains Wild and tame They want to hold her Want to know her And those who tried to rule her Ruled in vain I have often wondered If there lies a secret Buried deep within the ocean floor Imagine If I were to find it Would I live to tell you Would it sweep away my fears Or would I drown in my tears Have you ever wondered If there is a secret Perhaps it's born and buried with every life That tasted her gift Maybe it's a diary of howling Winds and mermaids And of children marching in parades Now Let me tell you a story of men Both meek and mighty Who drank from streams and fountains Wild and tame They tried to hold her Tried to know her And those who tried to rule They were the fools How are you, my baby You slept so sweet, now, tell me Did you hear the ocean call your name