• I swallow up everything without buoyancy,
    I keep the land stranded as a mount stands alone,
    I hold the key to that of the treasures lost in me,
    My anger brews as I see the news,
    Grey and blue by night,
    Sailors take flight in their dreams of steady fright,
    Green by day all saylors say,
    'Tis the day of sailing alone to the mounts left unknown,
    My furry reached never thought of being breached,
    Many go down,
    And helplessly drown,
    No matter how I try,
    Neither with rain nor dry,
    Can I help those who cry,
    I cannot stop swallowing what I cannot reimburse,
    For I am under this earthly curse,
    Every cloud I see will I remember thee,
    Wishing I could be free so those lost in me,
    Can see the rainbow lashing over me,
    And exposing the mounts left unknown,
    Making those alone be free of perilous me,
    By day all I can say,
    Is the through the waves crashing in the bays of listless days,
    All I want is to give another chance,
    And let the winds dance like a leopards prance,
    But I cannot as you can see,
    Though filled with violence and tranquility,
    I am neither feared nor loved,
    Because of all I am,
    Those many sought
    Cannot be found in many lot,
    Those found may speak not,
    Of those lost in this timeless knot,
    For I am the sea,
    And I hold the key to the treasures none may see,
    I cannot release this keyfor it holds me,
    What is this key gripping me,
    'Tis gravity as you can see,
    Though many lost,
    I share the cost,
    Do not search me,
    For I am the sea of a helpless plea!