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ancient baby blues soft as surf against the shore ship without a crew this world doesn't fit no more when the wind comes up you never had the chance to save her washed up alone driftwood on the beach grey and silver thread you weave into sand longing so to be returning to the earth again when you close your eyes are you trying to get lost or just found by her? you had grown to be I had left thee joined in such ways into the sea what once flowed to her drownded leave here can now go nowhere now go nowhere and stays with you few are blessed to live as long as time few are blessed to live through it aligned ... Aus Songtexte Mania