Sea
Sea
….
We all carry these things
That nobody else can see.
These things weigh us down,
They tear us apart,
And they pull us away.
These things are drowning us,
Can’t you see?
We all carry these things.
We’re all drowning in the sea of things.
And nobody else can see.
We all carry these things.
You and me, her and him, they and them,
We’re all the same,
Just different paths to take,
And different troubles to make.
But can’t you see?
That we all carry these things?
These things, that nobody else can see,
They drowned us out at sea, these things.
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