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I tasted you and thought of the secrets in the tide
You look like an angel who can't find her way home
And once I thought of how our lives could coincide
I looked up your file in our school to see you
Was it ok?

Right now in this hole
I'm all about her - In dreams
From deep in this hole
It's all about her

I watched you
It felt so good to see you, to capture your eyes
I wondered if you would let me know you
You mailed a photo of you, black and white
And then stopped writing, your letters just ceased
Would you be scared if I followed you home?
If I imagined I swallowed you?

But It's ok
Cause back in that hole
I was about her - In dreams
Deep in that whole
I only feared her

Thats why in that hole
I burried your name
I was scared of your eyes
Your curious eyes
Swallowed by skin
In just enough time
And I close mine
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