Close your eyes and see water
sliding up the back of your head
folding into your clothing
covering everything you said
Climb up into
who's going to miss you
Dry up on the shoreline
drinking everything you see
offering things to the ladies
bowing down in the mossen trees
Climb up into
nobody's going to miss you

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