At the Beach

Lately our days have been busier than most
as we bounced around from pillar to post
so we slipped our shackles and came to the coast
Came down to the balm of the sea
The sea
We came down to the balm of the sea

Relentless waves roll up on the sand
where the restless ocean speaks to the land
in a language that seagulls understand
and that now makes sense to me
To me
That now makes sense to me

I watch the pelicans swoop and soar
as they ride the wind and scour the shore
Each movement revealing a little bit more
of what it might mean to be free
Be free
Of what it might mean to be free