| In the middle of the ocean,
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| watching, her, for hours.
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| The sea is a silly child, tricking you.
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| She heaves with breathing,
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| black and, shining.
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| And the sea will swallow me someday,
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| and I’ll keep her secrets.
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| And I will love her till' that day,
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| she’ll never be ignored.
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| Like a skirt of silk blue,
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| she will cover you.
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| Where the blackness meets the blue,
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| she will tempt, and carry you.
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| She will swallow what she likes,
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| she keeps it hidden, inside.
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| And the sea will swallow me someday,
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| and I’ll keep her secrets.
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| And I will love her till' that day,
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| she’ll never be ignored.
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| Like a skirt of silk blue,
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| she will cover you.
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| She will cover you.
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| She wants to make love with the sky,
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| but she stops. |
| Halfway.
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| He is waiting,
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| she’s just, waving.
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| And the sea will swallow me someday,
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| and I’ll keep her secrets.
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| And I will love her till' that day,
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| she’ll never be ignored.
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| Like a skirt of silk blue,
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| she will cover you.
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| She will cover you. |