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I live on my beach. |
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water surrounding me. |
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And it's got too deep; |
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I let it get too deep. |
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My home has no shape; |
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nothing to sustain me, |
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but it keep me safe |
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from imagined pain. |
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In the dim light of the truth all you can do is bow. |
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The walls often change. |
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I'm new in this place, me. |
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But I know I'll stay, |
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Can't ever get away. |
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When the crossing gets too wide |
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then I go home |
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to the fluctuation |
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I have on my own. |
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And I look out longingly |
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over the beach. |
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There's an ocean making life |
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beyond my reach, |
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and the vastness is |
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too much for me to stand. |
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And by the light of the truth all I can do is bow. |