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that I have known
We wrote our names in the sand
Collecting shells and skimming stones
Oh, those endless days
When we wandered far from home
Hand-in-hand

You see me smiling but I’m dying
Loosing grip on life as far as I can tell
Trying to find my past just like the Ghost In The Shell
Been collecting dust

the same
I do it to myself
Notches on my belt
Collecting broken shells

They're all the same
I do it to myself
Notches on my belt
I'd do it all again

You

setting and the love that you'll be gettin' we'll have so much to do
Sea shells start collecting and some day maybe expecting if you really want to

You met

YOU'RE PERFECT AS A TRAIN WRECK

GO CRAWL BACK IN YOUR SHATTERED SHELL
COLLECTING ALL YOUR PARTS THAT FELL
THEN CLIMB BACK UP TO THE TOP SHELF
JUMP

Wet up, you a think he at the beach how he collecting shells
I was at his crib the police just rode by he got saved by the bell
Niggas hoes or is

learned from the best, how to paint my blues

My mother's mother misses the ocean
And my mother misses who she used to know
On a beach, collecting shells

My day at the ocean

It's my day for collecting shells

It's my day for some fishin'

It's my day at the ocean

I pick up a shell, put it to my ear

My day at the ocean

It's my day for collecting shells

It's my day for some fishin'

It's my day at the ocean

I pick up a shell, and put it to my

rubber ring?
No low tide regrets
But there's a child collecting sea shells

So many years have passed I'm growing young
I've lost the dream of ageing in

You can find me down by the seashore
Collecting broken shells in my hands
You can find me easily
There'll be nothing all around
Just a waste

tragedy, that it's not happened to me

Watching while the silent streets sink
cnd shells call crying their beads
Collecting them, much as I can
Even if I can

Flesh Shapes the Day

Tom Morello

One Man Revolution

2007

spells
Low to buy and high to sell
And little girls collecting shells
And memories upon the shelves

And ringing bells and high school choirs
And faithful

secrets

Also in the planning is a video
Cassette demonstrating how to have
A tranquil day at the beach
Collecting driftwood and sea shells, and
How to make

demons and ducking bullets, collecting shells
See, man gave the earth to the devil Ain't tryna burn and go to hell
I got to pray for them spiritual seeds

On the bayline walking
Collecting shells
Intimately talking
Drawing parallels
Watercolors washed ashore
Breeze in the evening
Walking by restaurants
Longing for

our lives forever
Collecting shells along the beach
It's something one can only dream

And in the morning our bodies entwined I would know that he's

to move on
The lining says
But instead I give an old friend a call 
A beast that I'd known from beyond my sleep 
Collecting shells from beyond the deep
He

Collecting shells on the beach like i'm a little kid
holding on to stupid things
I'm not so quick. It always takes me a little bit
to find out what

at the beach
I love building sand castles
I love splashing in the waves
I love collecting shells
I love listening to the seagulls
We love eating ice cream
Lets

To keep it real I think I'm insane
But who not
That's the question
Stemming outta my brain
It's like a ocean collecting shells
And I call it pain, my

crazy but no regrets (Listen)
I'm trynna walk on beaches with shawty collecting shells (Chee)
The feeling is so intense
Mutual too I could tell  skiza

raising
Raised in hell collecting shells off pavements hail from a broken home with loving hatred slightly favoured
Certainly nobody in the making firm

Footprints in the sand
Collecting shells to add to my treasures
Cool water lapping at my feet
I drift along the shoreline

Find a quaint place