Standing alone on a windswept beach, I can hear the cries that replace the fresh sea air with so many tears. I can see the image of a mother fail to break her fall as she reaches out in desperation for you.
The sound of waves, the sound of music, the sound of laughter. I turn with a heavy heart only to hear the conceited voices and see the smiles, the smirking, that seem to forever burn up all our hopes and dreams, leaving nothing but a shameful atmosphere to darken yet another beautiful summer’s day across our land.
I’ll swear an oath; I’ll write and seal it here right now, in the sand under my feet, so you can see it. Then I’ll wait here for you. I’ll wait forever.
It’s getting cold and so, so dark, but at last I think I can hear the sound of beautiful music, so, so beautiful, playing from afar.
A child sings out as it enters the world once again! The chilling sound of a breathless white horse follows close behind. I bow my head.
I’ll swear an oath; I’ll write and seal it here, under my feet in the sand, so you can see it. Then I’ll wait here for you. I’ll wait forever.