She whispered
Something in my ears
I try to not wonder what goes on in her mind
Nothing is open late in the morning
I sit alone on the shore
I can barely see anything clear
Rain clouds rolling in hanging overhead
Maybe I'll miss the ocean
Too late
Maybe it's time to be no one else
She whispered something in my ears
The other day
(I shall not sleep)
Is nearly halfway through the day
I'm still in bed
Timing is crucial
My life is so random
I sit alone on the shore
I can barely hear anything clear
Noisy winds and sea drown my words out
Maybe I'll miss the ocean
Too late
Maybe it's time to be no one else
Maybe I'll miss the ocean
Too late
Maybe it's time to be no one else

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