I sit at a remote beach
It's nice
The water foamy
I imagine roses
This reminds me of roses
I step in
The thought to be shallow water
When I sink
When I'm out
I realize
This sea
Is the thorn
To the Beach's rose

Thorns of a Rose
I sit at a remote beach
It's nice
The water foamy
I imagine roses
This reminds me of roses
I step in
The thought to be shallow water
When I sink
When I'm out
I realize
This sea
Is the thorn
To the Beach's rose