Author: Jamil Dibe
Dead calm, yet the waves are pounding
Like his heart, his sirens sounding
The waters rising
The edge he stands, falling down in his mind
Covering with is hands
Is he blind? cannot see
The waters rising
Without a doubt he would care
For all before he could not bare
The waters rising
All he loved is not there
On the dock he waits
He gets lost in her stare
Is it love that she states?
She is silent
The waters rising
My love, My life, My silence
Deaf and dumb they are, they were
Plunging in the freezing waters
The waters rising evermore
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