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• Artiste: Vio/Mire
• Titre: Shrinking Coasts
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I broke one stick from the tree, Threw it to the sea. Ave Maria. Somehow I convinced myself that it was you who didn't want me. And on seeing my stick float, I built a little boat. Oh, the shrinking coasts. I set sail with no intention other than to be alone. And I came upon a land of ice and snow Where I thought I would let go of you. But, oh, you know, I may not be an idiot but with some things I'm so slow. And in the whisper of the moss, I heard a song of loss, And so I went to find another sea or ocean I could cross. And I came upon a great city That was built up to the shore. Oh, Lord. I navigated under all the bridges of New York, Where I ran into your sister, of course, And I couldnt' keep it in, "How's she been?" Sail on. Sail on, sailor. Sail on. Sail on, sailor. Sail on. Sail on, sailor. Sail on, sailor.