Rode the tide,
Sailed the Sea,
Now the Ocean's riding me,
'Fore this Sailor
Finds his feet
Upon the shore.
Loved the ebb,
Lived the flow,
Now I want you all to know
How the lighthouse welcomes me,
At last, I'm home!
Oh my God, laughs we've had,
Memories should all be glad,
Reminiscent of the times
We spent, as friends.
Not a tear, nor a sigh!
Wasn't I just passing by?
Like the ebb and flow of tides,
We'll meet again.
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