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The bottom of the ocean.
I sunk to the bottom of the ocean once. Though it wasn't really all that grand. Everything that I saw was either shrouded in darkness, or a silty haze. The water was cold and the currents were violent. They thrust me too and fro. / Now, don't get me wrong, I like it there at the bottom of the ocean, it's calm and it's dark and it soothes the fires of a soul like mine. The passage there however is the part that hurts so much, for before you may sink into the silky silt of the ocean floor and become neighbors with the crabs, you must descend through the turbulence and the dangerous anglerous fish that inhabit the places betwixt. / I suppose the hardest part about the journey is saying goodbye to the sunshine that you grew to love, after having spent time, from the ocean floor.
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The People of the Night
The street was dark and so too were my eyes / I walked down the cobble under darkened skies / I walked down the stone, ankle breakers sets
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Though time does fly.
It's 2 minutes till ten, what will I do till then? / Those two minutes will pass, surely I will not notice / And in two minutes when they have, I will be in bed
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When time stood still.
I remember when time stood still / Slowed until there was none to kill / I stood in alive among the frozen
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Something for you
If guilt and mistakes are at stake / And you're stuck in a rut that's deep with door closed shut / I urge you to break open windows and take, take what you know
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Goodbye
Just be honest, my love / I know why it is like this / The dull shine in your eye
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Stones in the bed
Stones settle on the riverbed / The water rushes on for now, but / Someday where the river is fed
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Does it?
Does it ever unnerve you to think, at night, at home / That despite the innumerable odds for life elsewhere / We are, or to the extent of our knowledge, *all alone*?
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Something somewhere
I hate that goddamned night light / It burns my eyes while I lie awake / I would be unaware that I were aware
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Down on the Ocean floor
What's it like at the bottom of the ocean / I will tell you if you but simply lend an ear / The silt is disturbed by the slightest motion
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