noise
of circumstance
blues on a late summer sunset
that near
and yet so far
not touchin'
not feelin'
near
the inner void
and turnin' back
just
back to the memories
a full bag ov'em
yes sure 'm sure
as the moon is moon in our hearts
sailors assassins bandits personae
flow river flow
near the oceans tide
flow to the sea
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