She goes through waves
She is swimming for days
Through the ebb and the flow

She is always surrounded
She is often floundering
There is far to go.

How we try to reach her
Hope for skills we could teach her
As she makes her way

But there's not a notion
That can take this ocean
Away.

We are making swimming motions
We are signalling directions
With our flapping hands

But it falls on averted eyes
So it comes as no surprise
She doesn't understand.

We are holding painted posters
Running all along the coast as
We hope to be seen

But there's no easy way
To keep our darling safe
it seems.