| Maybe your tongue’s a ruddy seafloor, silent in its night
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| Just shy of the constellations you guide by whispers of light
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| Beneath the surface of sound sayings mirroring their time
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| What you mean to say burns silent, a star shined
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| Clear each night above the noisy city in your mind
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| (Say what?) The taste of pearl in the heart of your mind
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| (Say what?) 'Round every wound, you just needed some time
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| Sounding out the shapes now of your most beautiful dreams
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| The speaker inside you stands to deliver the unseen
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| Send up words to tide us over, bubbles in the flood
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| From our new Atlantis, somewhere beneath the sea of blood
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| I’m diving now to meet you
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| We can dance beneath the flagless moon
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| (Say what?) The taste of pearl in the heart of your mind
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| (Say what?) 'Round every wound, you just needed some time
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| Finally the tide has come to lick away
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| Scars all chewed into the land
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| Rising out the sea, your words shine
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| Haloing the jagged rocks of splashing man
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| Chewing scars into the land
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| Rising out the sea, your words shine
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| Finally the tide has come
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| You just needed some time
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| Rising out the sea your words shine
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| Finally the tide has come to lick away
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| Scars all chewed into the land
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| Rising out the sea, your words shine
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| Haloing
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| Rising out the sea, your words shine
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| Finally the tide has come |