Monday, 13 January 2025

Ollie

You say take me high, as if i am a plane, thank the great divine, all the blessings he bestows, come back again, know I'm better off alone, you've had your time, as if it's all a game, better not to lie, oh you're going home, where they feel the rain, a harbour where ships go, on that east coast side, they know about pain, when something's not right, your wrist around me slows, I smile and shake again, don't wait upon the flow, now you're on your way.

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