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• Artiste: Hurt
• Titre: Alone With The Sea
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Once there was an old ocean Where anyone who saw it Grew old with the sea So we were terrified of water And of all the sons and daughters No one dared to see On the banks of the coastline I tracked a bleeding loved one His blood was mingling And the saltiest of waters 'cause apparently they faltered Never again to be seen So i cry, i tried I cried, i scry This old warship has wounds and It won't sail for nothin' An old sailor said to me And i was foolish not to listen And paid such close conscription All the lies i believed "but if you lend me some more labor And put your name on paper We just might catch a breeze" I know now he was not a captain And because of all my actions I grow alone with the sea I have strangely become immune To the thought of seeing you And the smell of cheap perfume With all the liquor i've consumed There's no more beauty in this world There's no more beauty in this world Because i've strangely become immune To the thought of seeing you And the smell of cheap perfume With all the liquor i've consumed There's no more beauty in this There's no more beauty in this There's no more beauty in this world Because i've strangely become immune To the thought of seeing you And the smell of cheap perfume Is just a ring around the moon There's no more beauty in this There's no more beauty in this There's no more beauty in this world I try, i cried I tried, i scry There's no more beauty in this There's no more beauty in this There's no more beauty in this world