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Gonna get a jetlag
Can you see the sea wrack
I'm just gonna fall back
Wow, 
you know how it feels,
It just feels like
Home,
I'm so glad you're here

seaweed

Like flowers torn away 
From the earth and in decay
Like black seaweed

Picked up and cast aside
By the sea, after the tide
Black wrack

When your world is like a venomous sea
Wrack and ruin at every turn
I’ll be your lighthouse, your safe harbour
I‘ll be the light to guide ya
When

and trees
Dissolve in nightfall-eddying waters
Tumbling whorls of cloud disclose 
The cold eyes of the sea-god's daughters
We tread the wrack of grass 
That

a gentle wave
It beckoned me so intensely that I dove into my grave

And every current in that sea
Was nothing but a friend to me
For though my tiredness

No Deliverance

Toadies

No Deliverance

2008

Followed my love from coast to coast
Chased by demons, chasing ghosts
And when I wound up facing the sea
Heard the waves crashing, laughing at me

I Hate Your Face

The Wilsons

The Wilsons

1997

I was with you in Venusian times
With sea colored angels
White stallions and goblets of wine
It was always you

We watched the ice melt down
We

a wrack
They trusted you, with no way back
A sinking ship, an ocean dive
Hundreds die but that's the price
It's getting late but you can't sleep
The demons

sea, where the winds blew colder.

Here in a bed of wrack and shingle,
Beneath rests a sea king of the north,
His fallen history remains unknown,

dying hands to hold until I finally see my home again?

We sailed the sea under the foreign skies, without believing in the gods we pray
And those who

And friends to foes are common butcher's blocks
A gallant shot, well managing his piece
In my conceit deserves a golden fleece

Amid the seas, a gallant ship

Hurry down, hurry down, hurry down ever
From the wrack-ridden mountain and yellow rushing river
Stern horsemen and footmen with spear, axe and quiver

a T-shirt full of blood from last night
Yeah!
I had to kill 'em all
Fake niggas, yeah I had to cut them all
I've made mistakes but I aint feeling sorry
Wracks

Standing on his shelf
Is starting to look pretty tired
And talking to himself
He tries hard to remember
Where he's seen this all before
He wracks his brain

and the same 
No matter whose book, no one should be overlooked 
No barriers, equal goods 
On this plane 
(Talk to 'em)

No, you ain't gotta wrack your brain

Black

Olympos Mons

Conquistador

2004

Stony mountains
Cold and gray
Even thundering seas between us lay
So they say

And light of stars was in her hair
I've never seen a maid so