Run, Run Chase The Fleeting Sea…

Run, run chase the fleeting sea
Or you’ll be left behind
Go, be swept away in sorrow
Pretend there’s no tomorrow
And your future will be fine

There are a few drops lingering on
Clinging onto the sand
Are they too bold to face the sun?
Too brave to bear the brunt
Or just a little determined

They said the sun will turn them
To vapours; sands will be dry again
But the drops ’emselves will rise higher
To quench their inner fire
Choosing a path more sublime




So choose your inner fire
And build the roadway to success
Run, run but not to chase the sea
But to chase your desires; seek
Knock: it shall be opened unto you