1982 Kathy Mar
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You stared into the ocean as I stared at you one day
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And I felt much more than saw the yearning rising with the tide
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You turned it in your mind again before you turned to play
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And a voice was in the ocean calling "ride, ride, ride
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Ride the silver-blue current out to hear a green spirit
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Sing the deepest chord the world has known
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Rocking in the sea-cradle, you'll surrender all searches
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Centuries of questions have all flown, like seeds upon the wind
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Moments into time, verses into rhyme
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You spoke to me of seeking and I sang your voice inside
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To a music in the water so much older than your dream
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Like some classical duet I played your search against the tide
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But your music was like a silence with the stream calling
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Ride the silver-blue current out to hear a green spirit
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Sing the deepest chord the world has known
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Rocking in the sea-cradle, you'll surrender all searches
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Centuries of questions have all flown, like seeds upon the wind
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Moments into time, verses into rhyme
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In our race to find the reason and our fever to be free
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There is often much more pain than we intend. We are
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Pieces of a puzzle we may never get to see
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When the answer finds itself the game will end, and we'll
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Ride the silver-blue current out to hear a green spirit
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Sing the deepest chord the world can know
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Rocking in the sea-cradle, you'll surrender all searches
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Centuries of questions will all flow, like seeds upon the wind
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Moments into time, verses into rhyme
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Castles into sand, oceans into land
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Sighing into breath, living into death
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Sea Cradle
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| Kathy Mar |
