| Echoes from a nursery rhyme
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| Hide in plain sight all this time
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| Here you come splashing in your summer clothes
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| You and your pale pink toes
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| Just there where the shadow falls
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| There we follow one and all
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| Can’t resist the creeping dark
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| Ready to make our mark
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| Little red fish beneath the surface of the water
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| Testing the break point in case we get lucky
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| Ancient blood is patient blood
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| We were here before the flood
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| Waking for our time to shine
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| Sparks in a silver mine
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| Shorebirds deal death all day long
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| We are weak but they are strong
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| Lose some friends along the way
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| Then in you come one day
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| Little red fish beneath the surface of the water
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| Scales in the sun, stars in a shot glass
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| Testing the break point in case we get lucky
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| Take your time, we’ve got all day
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| Days beyond that, come what may
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| If you get home tell all your friends
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| The spawning tide never ends
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| Say what you felt when you found us here
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| Here where the waters run crystal clear
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| One summer day in your summer clothes
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| The day you saw several ghosts
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| Little red fish beneath the surface of the water
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| Hungry for years, senses sharpened by the hunger
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| Testing the break point in case we get lucky |