The Sound
Once I had heard it
The sound called out to me
The sound of the angels
The sound of the sea
Twisting and Turning
Shimmering waves
The sound of creation
By the sound we are saved
Once I had heard it
Like harps of old
Clandestine Beauty
Bold secrets it told
Rhythm and Chaos
Harmonized
The sound is yet purer
When we capsize
When we give in to the water
Let it fill up our ears
And pump through our hearts
And drown out our fears
The sound is pure beauty
The sound is pure light
The sound is my savior
In this perilous fight
Once I had heard it
The shimmering waves
Now I sit by the sound
And wait to be saved
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