Staring, moments washing by
And all it took was a silent sigh
Like a childhood daydream
Kids waking up, hitting the head beam
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An ocean of empty
Rests many hearts plenty
With treasures sifted through like sand
All nothing without the hold of your hand
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Sycamore trees and bumbling bees
Ooh I’d wish to be
Petals purr as they pray in plain air
Devotion dear, is all to dare
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Flickering you there on its fairy tale
Our hearts a naught and not for sale
Meet me their by the billowing sail
Boarding, we’d watch the time drift, sipping its ale
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