shy of blue getting through
dodging pain from me and you
it's my cave, my last ideal to put the bed out in the hall

we're diving now
we're plotting charts and finding faults
we're making lists down in the vaults
i have no angel to watch me fall

sky of blue and i told you
that i don't know how i should do
i wrote it down, i threw it out
now i find i'm left without

and the sea knows when it's going to end




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