I struggle with the waves and the stars
I find patterns on an open sea
I tie them to the undertow
And breathe life in the vacancy
If I never make it back to you
Maybe you’ll even go out looking for me
(Ooh, yeah)
(Ooh, yeah)
(Yeah)
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