jeffrey robin · Nov 17, 2010
satisfy me

all the day is down around the sea
all the songs play bold
we may die now

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the birds circle and laugh
the airplanes circle and fire

the little children
running thru the waves

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we are the greatness
the soul vision
given freely
the songs play bold

we may die now

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all the day
is down around the sea

all the children
bleeding in the waters

we only
speak truthfully

 
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