Rage.

If you were the ocean and I were the breeze, I'd make the waves roar to the depths of your seas.
And if you flowed into the rivers, far away from me, I'd make the birds stop soaring 'till the end of the spring
But I'm not the water and you're not the wind, I'm just a child so far from her wish.
Water and wind don't always go so well together, we've always known we were different colors, until we faded into each other.
Now we're one and the mystery is gone, I'll blow away and the oceans will rage. I will sing a song in a different key, and you'll sink into the depths of your seas.