| Traceless wind chip waves like china
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| Cups you’re offered by strangers
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| I know I’m on the edge of losing
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| We look out and see
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| My desire having been born in you
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| Ribbons like blood and a bell’s ring
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| She reports each thing she meets
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| We kiss, I taste the gold in your teeth
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| Throw it in to the sea
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| You move across the room
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| Some ships must be seen
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| To sink in peace
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| Peace
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| Floating in your oceans deepest ink
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| Stitching shorelines to my sight
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| I leave you dreaming for land
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| No love without fire
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| Throw it in to the sea
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| You move across the room
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| Some ships must be seen
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| To sink in peace
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| Peace
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| Throw it in to the sea
|
| You move across the room
|
| Some ships must be seen
|
| To sink in peace
|
| Peace
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| Peace
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| Peace |