Arms of Me

Wandering down to the ocean to see See how two currents collide How can two currents collectively be As one from morning to night? Harmony reigns and the water is still Movements contained and refined But storms they are waiting, they strike against will The changing dynamics of life A symbol of change is the crashing rage of the water As the arms of the sea let go of she – the daughter The arms of the sea A symbol of change is the crashing rage of the water As the arms of the sea let go of she – the daughter But bathed in love that surpasses any other The arms of me will never leave you, father The arms of me The arms of me