Pickup Waves

No idea what will happen, or what will remain

Patterns of the tides will evolve, inconsistently

Lunar pulls control the waves

Routines shift, directions change

Things wont always stay the same

Here we are, where the water meets the edge

So far away from where you started

Open your eyes, view the picture honestly

And let go of what we've been taught to believe

Hopeful that you might see the light, in spite of what you may have found

Feels like being pulled apart, from the inside out

Lunar pulls control the tides

You take turns, don't be surprised

Passing through the tunnel, to the other side