Somewhere, you know, the sea,
Painted a picture, a mixture of colors, and a swirl of dreams.
A palette of plaid shirts and pearl necklaces kept it together at the seams,
I think, if I remember right, it included you and me.
The sea used a big brush and made long strides,
To measure out the amount of time we could keep our fingers intertwined.
Divided by the times we had forgotten about how to try.