The Fourth Sky
Falling in a muddled frothy beach aside
Trying to find its place but gets dissolved wit time
Oh what could we do says them
Nothing, we are flowing and we have sunk deep down under
Is there a way out
No she says the tide is high
And we are flowing
Just flowing like thousands who have come and fallen and gone
Is there hope asks he
I dont think so
Not as far as i see
It's just me and the ocean and yes us waiting to be free
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