We are all thrown around And buffeted by the same waves It never stops, this movement, Until we depart these shores Sometimes it seems We have tamed the waves Or learned to surf them With dexterity and grace And then we turn our backs Or slip into arrogance
THE WAVES OF PHENOMENA
THE WAVES OF PHENOMENA
THE WAVES OF PHENOMENA
We are all thrown around And buffeted by the same waves It never stops, this movement, Until we depart these shores Sometimes it seems We have tamed the waves Or learned to surf them With dexterity and grace And then we turn our backs Or slip into arrogance