Oh empty me, I've been
Out to sea, where dreams
Can learn to swim, and we
Can finally see, which sails need
Mending, I'm pretending
This doesn't mean a thing
But endings come so swiftly
I'm shivering in my
Skin
When the sun sets on the evening
And I've so much left to
Begin, I wish on stars still shooting
Holes into the sky
And breathe in all this atmosphere and
Never reallly know why.
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