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You look great
A trick of the light
A flick of the wrist
I can't get it right
I'm crossing the street
Your eyes are a blue million miles
Of ocean gyres

mire  
 Moving with the ocean flow – caught in the gyre  
  
 Smell is gruesome, death and decay  
 Hanging in the air beside us  
 Mermaid tears, by

Out there in middle of each ocean
Is high-pressure gyres with little motion
All the rubbish collects there
Swirls in from everywhere
There they form

song, baby

But it begs a question
How did I ever find you
Drifting gently through the gyre
Of the great Sargasso sea, Atlantic Ocean
Got me writing

song, baby

But it begs a question
How did I ever find you?
Drifting gently through the gyre
Of the great Sargasso sea, Atlantic Ocean
Got me

cuttlefish
That's living in a tire
I'm bigger than a marlin
Swirling round the gyres

I am the
Biggest Thing in the
Ocean

Like a picture of the ocean
I can take myself for granted
And the salt is rubbing in as if my
Skin were the atlantic

I'm romantically inclined

water against the quayside
I imagine all the stories the sea holds
All those years of ocean secrets untold

Stories of sleepy coves of pirate smugglers

Well you and me
We're meant to be history
We walked for miles
Been swept by the waves of the ocean
And in my mind
I can still see the memory
It makes

Hemisphere-sized ocean
Gigantic single-celled organisms
Trade winds create westward flows
Four currents of subtropical gyre

on the silent world

Blow, quicken a new birth
Scatter on the silent world little seeds

In the wine-dark oceans wide
On a planet runnin' round a young sun
One in

Though you won’t triumph, you will try
Behold the astronaut, alone at sea—he crashed into the ocean deep
He’d strap sea turtles to his feet if they weren’t

I dreamt the world is on fire
And there this great pacific gyre
Beared the wrath of its ash

You know the word is a liar
And the truth lies on a pyre

and pollution gone haywire
Swirled around and settled in the middle of the gyre

I saw Legos from elementary school
I saw flip-flops from summers at the pool
I

My thoughts are bottled messages
Rarely seen, mostly lost
The ocean seems endless
When you're past the coast
Dangerous and beautiful
Serene and dull

Tombstones howl in the Pacific gyre
Pedestrians of Samarkand
Rhodes leads to Rome
A wide wet Appian Way

Silent wings of night predators
Blue

Wave, goodbye 

Last look at love
Utopia 
Hokusaian
A painted ship-
For a painted ocean 
Wave goodbye 

Last Cigarette 
To stir the gyre 
Borrowed

Gaia Bleeds (Make Way for Man)

Set Your Goals

This Will Be the Death of Us

2009

And now the rising of septic tides as refuse litters the pacific gyre 
We continue to drown the ocean in its own waters
Stand down, stand down
Time's out