Atlantic


It's been so,
Long,
And tin cans and string,
For years,
Is all that we've known
Could it be you're really here?

'Cause my eyes are open,
And everything still moves in slow,
Motion,
Breathless and blue and be-,
Hind your eyes,
The sea,
Oceans of,
Light envelop me

But things can't be as,
They seem
I'm so far from home
This must be another dream,
But my eyes are,
Open

And everything still moves in slow,
Motion,
Breathless and blue and be-,
Hind your eyes,
The sea,
Oceans of,
Light envelop me

My eyes are open,
And everything still moves in slow,
Motion,
Breathless and blue and be-,
Hind your eyes,
The sea,
Oceans of,
Light envelop me







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