An actor with his props
A drinker with barley and hops
Are they much the same?
We are all playing the same old game
Must we suffer the horror of labeling?
We, as in you and I, have on thing to be cradeling:
Life itself, is as beautious as the sea
With it's living organisms, they are free.
Please do not waste your life as you might
with our sea
I hold the candlelight
You hold the key.
I can show you the way
to eternal bliss
You shall find the way
And you shall not miss.
