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The Ocean wants me
After the blush
The ocean wants me
That’s the way I follow you
Down the limbic spiral
The wanderlust
That let me settle down
You watched the riverbridge burn
Such cunning cinesthesia
I’m crawling on your shores
But it tastes like freedom
Not for me a watery end
Hurry up please it’s time--
(In the afternoon internally)
Time to run away
From the midnite sun
Time to fly down the hatch
20 years gone by since you’ve broken
20 years gone by til now
Even shores caught up upstream begging
Tap dancing in the rain at my gate
Your hourglass must’ve malfunctioned
Because love takes you out of time
Because love takes you out of time
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