hole in the street
heart in my hand
back on the heap
i will stand.
and into the wild
back on the heap
said you won't lie
talk is cheap.
when this is right
quarter to nine
walk in the fields
under moonlight.
and i'm not afraid
when are you fine?
although you stay
you are not mine.
end of the night
heart in my hands
wondering how
it will all end.
break of the dawn
into the light
a cold embrace
after the fight.
and with no faith
yea its not right
wondering how
i'm still alive.
and i'm washing in your ocean
and i'm washing in your ocean
and i'm washing in your ocean.
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