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Dec 2013
Sail into the sun
Thy will be done
I can't get these voices out of my head
When I wake up I wish I were dead
I drag myself out of bed every day
To paint on a smile so I seem okay

I'll keep myself locked up forever
You will never find my treasure
I'll hide away your pain and pleasure
You will never find my treasure

Sail into the sun
Thy will be done
The pearl is black it's locked up tight
Away from the world, away from the light
Signed, sealed, delivered, secluded
And rooted in sand at the bottom of the sea
Nick Giordano
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Nick Giordano  Boston, MA
(Boston, MA)   
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