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We saw the western coast. I saw the hospital. Nursed the shoreline like a wound. Reports of lover's tryst, Were neither clear nor descript. We kept it safe and slow. The quiet things that no one ever knows.
So believe in me, Believe if you think I'll let you down, Well, I won't.
They can fire everything they've got, And when you think I’m sunk, I will float on and on.
I have burned the bush that covered my light. Even though I’m scared I won't burn that bright.
You won't know. You won't know. You won't know. You won't know.
