Watching the wind,
race by my ear.
When the sail boats,
just go past my hair.
The wind is like a racing,
arrows in the air.
The sail boats go darting,
around the ocean bay.

I'm watching the wind,
just blow away.
Ages passing,
far down away.
All over the sand,
cover she sailed.
Watching the wind
go down,
ringing my ears like bells.

Sitting past the beach yard,
watching the turtles swim away.
Schools of fishes,
just go through my legs
and swim away.
Time passes at sun set,
the sun drops down.
The moon clouds back up,
it not any other
than the darkness on the ground.

I'm watching the daytime,
one o'clock in the morning.
Seeing at night time,
the birds perching
on the corner humming.
Listening to the ocean sounds
ride away.
Watching the rolling wind
just pass away.

Agent wind,
drives away,
days after days
will pass away.
Sitting on
the rolling time,
surfing day and night,
all the time.
Watching the waves
just rolling.
Watching the seagulls,
just holler in the wind.

The wind just blows though my hair,
as soft as a feather.
Ages will pass around,
just like a feather.
The time passes so quickly,
it goes passing stand.
Now the waves have calmed back down,
and it crashes down to the ground.

Low tide,
fishes swim.
Slow as a lake,
in a limb.
With stream
bubbling down
to the ocean,
quick and sound.

Now the sun,
fades away.
But the ages,
still pass away.
Morning comes
and the sun rises up.
before the day is woke up,
Now I'm sitting in my bed
with the sun shining on
the pillow and sea bed.

And night time is quiet,
with the stars in the air.
Days after ways with the bubbling,
noise in my ear.
Sun comes back up the next morning,
but the day is long and thin.
All the wind is blowing,
through my hair.
And then the evening comes again,
and all the worlds.
Seagulls are passing through the air,
with the noise of the howling airs.

Of the winds.
crash onto the shore.
And all the waves,
travel onto the shore.
And the fishes darting,
and now from the window door.
All along the waves are riding,
all along the window shore.
Ancient round and round,
all the way back down,
Cities will travel on
and then the evening will be gone.
And then the sun will come up,
days will be flowing forth,
Now its a day that has gone,
I will just sing my song

When the moon is rising
and the starts are up
The waves will rumble
and crumble the sand on up
Piles of sand,
will shoot in the air.
The waves in the sea,
will be calm as my hair.
And the noise will fill up,
when I am the air.
All the world always,
all over there.
Ages within time,
will pass so quickly.
And I will be sitting on the shore,
watching time pass away.