snowbound for another day,
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sunrise failed and faded away
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now I canĄ¯t even see
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the line between solid ground and sea
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the coastline doesnĄ¯t exist
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it just shifts
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last night little emma pearl
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cross-leggedly told me about the world
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from the southern seas to the northern lights
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she told me to smash the satellites
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if she doesnĄ¯t exist
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why do I miss her?
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Emma Pearl
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| John Vanderslice |
