Panagiotis's Fotothing

Once there was an old ocean
Where anyone who saw it
Grew old with the sea
So we were terrified of water
And of all the sons and daughters
No one dared to see
On the banks of the coastline
I tracked a bleeding loved one
His blood was mingling
And the saltiest of waters
'cause apparently they faltered
Never again to be seen

So i cry, i tried
I cried, i try