Boats from the island came to take me away. I’m sick of the silence so give me a reason to stay. Forever changing I try to fit in the shapes. Well I’m bending my body as my heart gently breaks in two.
This ship is sailing. It drifts in the breeze but I keep on dreaming of the wreckage beneath the bottomless ocean where it’s darker than space and there is no light to guide us out of this place and back to you.
Tell me your secrets and I’ll tell you mine. The ones worth you keeping become worthless with time when we count money in millions and we’re all millionaires and all that it’s worth is just a bucket of air, maybe two.
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