and if you weren't as far away as I
this distance would be physical
and I wouldn't think twice about
seeing you go,
knowing I'd see you again.
and I wouldn't think twice about
seeing you go,
knowing I'd see you again.
But when I float the open seas
and when I miss
every opportunity to hoist
and when I miss
every opportunity to hoist
the memories I have collected
from the water and show you,
it only reminds me that this
distance has cracked our lives
and nested inside our minds,
from the water and show you,
it only reminds me that this
distance has cracked our lives
and nested inside our minds,
and in the end it's just best
to send them back to sea.
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