sábado, 17 de octubre de 2009


There´s an ocean out my window
There´s beauty in its tears
There´s an ocean out my window
It´s crashing in my ears


Oh sea, your shelter
You dance between my toes
When I feel like I can´t move forward
You carry me like a father


Breathing is the hardest thing I do
I´m not the only person in the room
It´s hard for me, to feel like I´m perfect.

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