I see my footprints in the sand
Leaving marks on the ground as I walk
My eyes catch the salt water splashing towards me
I am soon caught by the sight of the blue
Washing over my footprints behind me
Leaving the shore looking as though
Nothing has obstructed it
I saw my footprints cleaned before my very eyes
Sometimes I wish it was that easy

I lie collapsed on the sand
Like a beached whale, but I can breath
But right now, it seems
Like the hardest thing to do
I watch as the cotton candy clouds roll past
As the bright blue sky begins to dim
And the sun begins to deflate into nothing
Giving way to another light
Oh the irony
My mind wanders until I begin to notice
The beginning of high tide
I slowly make my way up to my feet
And gather my things
Leaving the place I loved so well
I take one look back and see the imprint I left
On the shore
As the water finally makes its way up
And washes it away
I wish it was that easy...