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| The tide is pulling us far And the current is impossible to get through, And if this is how fate has set its course, Then i guess we will never pull through. I know the feeling is there, But the current makes it feel unwanted, The flow is determined to sepairate us And if so then by you i will be haunted. It has been quite a bumpy ride, Ande perhaps our wave that we surf will improve, But only if we laught off the current Because if not i will die in the move. I know that we can swim to shore, As we are strong and we will survive; We will help eachother to dry land, Be together, watching the sunset and feeling so alive. |