The beach and the ocean meet more than a few times a day
Yet it never gets mundane
They love each other so much
When they meet they hug and wave
Every time we meet it feels that way
I love you like the dustbowl loves the rain
To make the wind and the people settle
The air thick with anticipation again
Stay, the only whistling is the kettle
Don’t you ever go away
If you’d ever leave
I’d be 40 acres and opportunity
Should you ever leave
We’d be remembered with candlelight vigils
Flame and smoke our eulogy
We’re here
Dancing like the sandstorm across the plane
Dancing like the flickering flame
All that whistles is the kettle
When the sand meets the water again
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