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the sea knows |
the sea knows my rhythms and moods my movements, the moons phases brake down we are the same the sea knows my weary mind and sunken heart a week a month a year but, no bargaining here the sea knows no time only of cirumstance capturing the thickest iron rusting away each layer thinner, thinner the sea knows of drunkeness emotions wash all thought, habit escapes one eye open meanwhile can you hear the storm shadows form over our heads and though we may be lost we will always be in this sea |