Can you hear the echoes of the ocean - The screams of the cooking pipi shells, The sadness of 52 hertz whale, The craziness of the king tides, The eternal love of the cute little crabs? A little piece of seaweed wants to scream And yell And tell the world it is happy. It wants to push And pull the tides of life; Let itself melt into a luscious green. It wants to fight, Fly and swim- detaching from the sandy soils, Letting the ocean currents lead it to paradise. It wants to dominate, Feel how it must be like to be a precious pearl, Living in its exclusive, own shell And warm itself in the ultimate happiness that is slumber.