Standing By The Sea (Hart)

There was no one all around

There was no one there but me

I was staring out a window

I was standing by the sea

The waves kept on repeating

Each one crashing to the shore

And my footprints nowhere leading

As they disappeared once more

Your senses are bombarded

By the roaring that you hear

In a shell you can hear the ocean

When you put it up to your ear

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