The wind is blowing 

the fish swimming.

The beach is like a music box,

calming, relaxing

and while you lay in the breeze the ocean sings you a lullaby.

The waves crashing on the sandbank,

and the water gripping the ancient stones

The beach is like a music box.

 

The shells appear and disappear into the horizon.

As you begin to fade into a place with no worries.

The beach is like a music box.

 

As you tour the seaside.

Kids building sandcastles, screaming, having the time of their life.

You dive in the water

Hoping to not see a shark

As you make marks in the sand below.

 

The sky is getting dark. 

As you embark on your journey home.

Until you come again to hear its sounds. 

The beach is like a music box.