Laying on a boat, wandering in the waves;
wondering why you’re gone makes me feel unsafe.
Leaving you behind the holes in my fists,
dreaming of a place where time doesn’t exist.

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Laying on a boat, wandering in the waves;
wondering why you’re gone makes me feel unsafe.
Leaving you behind the holes in my fists,
dreaming of a place where time doesn’t exist.

Credo sia solo la bellissima immagine, ma ho the boatman’s call nelle orecchie.
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