Water collects on my eyelashes
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And I am screaming my fears to the charcoal grey above
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And I'll take all the sandles and seashells for myself
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You hands will never, ever touch them
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The wind hits the rocks
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The soundtrack to my thoughts
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Just walk away, don't even think about it
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You wouldn't understand if you tried
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And all these things belong to me
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The shore and all its beauty
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And as the waves crash over me
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My body is tumbling to the bottom of the sea
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And all these things belong to me
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The shore and all it's beauty
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And as the waves crash over me
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My body is tumbling to the bottom of the sea
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I want to sink eternally
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I want to sink eternally
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You're the sand beneath my feet
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The sand beneath my feet
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Last, but not least, I will repeat
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You are the sand beneath my feet
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Last, but not least, I will repeat
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You are the sand beneath my feet
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Sand beneath my feet
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Sand beneath my feet
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Charcoal Gray Above
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| Spill Canvas |
