Remembering the Tides

Remembering the tides that have never reached the shore Lost and unheard these tides that have never been heard Silent they have become to those who listen and cannot hear These whispers of the shore clasping and roaring among deaf ears They sing among us loud and clear Why can’t we hear these waves rushing to the shore? These words are mixed and unclear hitting the rocks upon Muffling with silence with the waves hitting the shore Be clear in what you say for tomorrow is another day Speak with confidence and clarify what you say For tomorrow is another day