| There’s an eerie quiet
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| On the southern levees
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| With a halcyon sky and
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| Atmosphere gone heavy (Because)
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| There’s a wind arising with the ire of Venus
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| Tugging at the surface of the seas between us
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| And its catalyzing with a breath of calefaction
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| A thunderous disturbance, and for every action, a reaction
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| And the rush will take you away
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| Like you’re caught in the undertow
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| And you will drown in the wake
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| Of the things you lost to the winds of Notos
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| But the water’s rising (quicker than light and sound)
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| From the seas within me (coming up from the ground)
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| And I try to fight it (cumulonimbus clouds)
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| But I drain completely (cover the sun and drown in out)
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| Every inhale I take, swallows the ocean whole, and I am one
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| With the hurricane, tall as the tide that laps with a rabid tongue
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| With every exhale, I break you down with a fury, I lay the hills Undone
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| Like a dog gone untamed, bellowing out a river from my lungs
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| And the rush will take you away
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| Like you’re caught in the undertow
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| And you will drown in the wake
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| Of the things you said that you can’t take back, no
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| And every word you shouldn’t say
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| Will come bubbling out of your throat
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| But you’ve got no one left to blame
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| For the things you lost to the winds of Notos
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| You gotta let go |