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If I could, I'd notice that I am half asleep |
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It feels as though a current is pulling my weight deeper |
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And throwing these oceans behind me |
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And catching depths where the lights cannot reach me |
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In this underwater world where I'm lost, I can float, I can fly |
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The currents like wind, blow all the creatures in line |
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And my breath is in tack as both my lungs adapt |
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To the directionless waters beneath the winds laughs |
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My lungs surrender the waters |
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But only sights can drown |
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Tumbling through the bubbles that I brought here |
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I hope it never spits me out |
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Cuz under the land the sounds cannot break |
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So the life that surrounds conduct silent wakes |
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The sights reemerge as the suns light is bent |
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As it penetrates this escape where my time is spent |
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I will make friends with the sharks |
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Who follow it's shine |
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I will soon close my eyes |
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To continue on this ride |
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The warm current's pull |