I dont need a deep blue ocean
My indigo pain is deep enough
I'm way past walking through the sand
I've pasted the slope of the ocean floor
The tide comes in and fills my lungs
Then slowly leaves again
I create my own sun in the palm of my hand
and can feel the burn

I have no sea shell to listen to
Though the sounds still echo in my ear
The dark trenches hold me tight
As I stare at the beauty of the moons light

I imagine the cool sand on the bottom of my feet
And I am there
This calm paradise is where I belong
All I need is the tide to hit me again
Breath in the ocean air and relax
Your in Paradise