Sounds of silence seeming sing
Sights of shadows seeking see
Seas that peak and things that ring
Sail to senses peacefully
Opens wide the door -
Hear the whispers of the shore.
Step out -
Enters softness of this sand
Sleeping soundly close to earth
Quiet tranquil slumb'ring land
Soothe to sleep by songs of firth
List'ning's not a chore -
Hear the whispers of the shore.
Sweet songs -
Nature needs no high degree
Always whistling with the wind
Yet they love to sing to thee
Floating to the ears of mind
Be still busy core -
Hear the whispers of the shore.
Fresh cool -
Feeling of the lullaby
Toes of ears and ears of feet
Where some water somewhere lie
In they come and whence they meet
Boldly and before -
Hear the whispers of the shore.