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| As I lay me down to sleep I think of the people who weep I ask myself if its worth it To give them problems to wit Why does it have to be this way? People think its the price to pay No one can help who they are Why do we have to be at war? The only thing is to get together And share your own red water -1995 |
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| The Ocean The ocean reminds me of land free style With sea gulls going miles and miles I look in the distance far away The breeze goes past my face a flay The sky is orange, red, and blue Waves crashing against the sand which flew My hair is caught in the wind Trying to catch on to control of direction Is my mind fleeing from its own decision Going from being scattered to wavy Is the ocean ready to decide for me -1995 |