Umbrellas - Beach Front Property

I've seen it all but I can't rid these shadows.
Will you wait for me to stop drifting like a piece of wood?
Could you stop these wheels from spinning? I think you could.

Rejoice!
The coast is sliding into the sea.
Rejoice!
You will be carried to my doorstep on the crest of a wave.

The midwest twisters have turned to a lovely sea breeze.
Can you believe it? I'm sitting on beach front property.
I'm sipping wine as the grain and gulls get drunk on the salt as it pools.