Atlantic

O beautiful, for spacious skies i put aside.
Purple majesty, you restless thing.
Don't abandon me.

Maybe i've lost my faith in history,
And the only thing i believe in now
Is the sound of the atlantic.

O beautiful, from sea to sea, famously shining.
O beautiful, for gravity.
Be with me through this century.

In the east the sun rises, there are hurricanes.
I can taste the salt water.
And when the earth is only dust and brine,
We'll eat the salt water taffy.