Day breaks with a high pitch That can render you dumb Night time falls swiftly With air that leaves you numb The wind howls constantly The rain beats out its tunes Birds fly for cover As thunder creeps onto the dunes. 
And the waves pound the shore With ceaseless ferocity Seagulls cry for the end of the storm But the lull brings forth monotony The tide ebbs without a sound And the sands lay dead and bare Still no one enters this paradise And the dark secrets that lurk there.