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Growing pains licking at my bones
Don't let the soul escape
My psyche seeking solace in uncommon ways
Taking steps like a rosary bead
Each by each
Another

Up on a creek, nothing to oar
Give it a whirl, down for the count
Breaking a leg, is just what I need

Necessity? Legitimate? Drawing the line?

kept looking all around
Since you left from Camden Town
By the brimstone
A bed of crimson
A single lonely oar
Why did you leave us all
With empty hands

guided on by the light, we'll reach the edge and then we'll find out

All I want is to make the call that proves them wrong and take the fall

I can see

Sunrise by the river
On a cold November day
I saw a paper bag floating by
That was my papa
I saw a violet in the grass
That was my mama
And looking down ha

without warning lasted an hour til the cloud line broke
We're setting sail at daybreak we'll get by without words just oars
The fire started roaring and for

There is a rock in a far-off land
That will not be touched by unwashed hands
It's good enough for me to fly and wander
But I can't sleep during

that's all right with me

Cause we could make love by the light of the stars
And even though I broke the oars we'll eventually get to shore some way
But

Movement...
I'm asleep in a fog
That nothing can cut through
The constant of time standing ever still
Waters pristine, oar rippling stars
An endless

Still I'm defenseless

The house by the lake
His hands resting awhile on the oars
Speaking with quiet conviction
Carefully unlocking doors

Looking at the rest of your life as it flash by?
Have you ever tasted your own blood
'Cause you were a vampire
Stuck in a coffin under a mudslide
But with

a shoulder
I'll chop a foothold in the floor by and by
And dream of my darlin waist-deep in clover
Pulling an oar to reach my side
Are you a prophet, are you

up my oar
To sit and watch the world float by

Now I must go
Although it's not home
I hope I can come back soon
To be home again

now. Please, don't even dare!
I beg you, as mother!

"The sea's claimed your father and kin, one by one,
More than three years missing is Huey, my son,

Horizontal statues, like dried bark on the shore
Souls covered in seaweed, chained to a runaway oar
Clinging to ancient truth, bound to make your

is
Do bist hjir, it is frjemd dat ik it sis

Mar ik leau, ja, ik leau
Dat ik dy mis

We bin tegearre, mar it fielt oars
Tegearre, mar net by mekoar

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The Earth has grown my roots
From the strongest of trees
Crafted by man to sail the high seas
My wings are woven by a shield made to fly
With

Solitary city spots,
Roads less travelled and if so, Usually not by choice. These views Be rarely caught, stream the Thought pattern they inspire are God

Too late to escape
Too tired to flee
I'm a marionette
With your strings controlling me

Wading deeper, and deeper into the blue
Losing my oar, I'm

the oars to get close
Sorry love now they are lost
We are in the hands of currents and storms
A fishing boat takes us back to the beach
I start to sing

Their vessel propelled by inflamed oar
Charon: warden of the wretched
Charon: a sordid disheveled specter
Son of Erebus and Nyx
Breaching the shoreline

गङ्गायाश्चापि सन्तारं भरद्वाजस्य दर्शनम्
भरद्वाजाभ्यनुज्ञानाच्चित्रकूटस्य दर्शनम्

Guha's oar strokes, a funky beat
Rama, Lakshmana, Sita by his side
Leaving

of Fire and Water, the earth the air, we breathe the same
Look to the father, learn your name and your place by the river, dance. In. The. Rain.

from his heart never reached his mouth

So restricting
There's a strain in my brain and day by day, I'm praying the Lord's gonna evict him
I'd argue it's