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The storm covers over me, and rains on my unsound mind,
Straight through the pain of this lie everyone holds confined.
Sometimes things are better to start new than nailed together,
because no nail could ever hold in this raging stormy weather.
The subdued skies are falling; couldn’t my sun be left to shine?
Like the picture on your wall, these black skies depict divine.
My boat begins to leak, but I lay there with without a sound,
Lies, truth, body and soul, this boat will rest once unfound.
My offender breaking over me, there crashing waves that speak,
I have my broken wood for fire, and to drown my boat that leak,
You made my boat with nails, these nails and i won’t surrender,
Our hands wont rise, to this evil thunder-creating offender.
My little boat filled with water, like my lungs did with the sea,
My sweet angel named satin will be the one to set me free.
He set my body on fire; I told you truth over lie wouldn’t be met.
Boat or ship, thin wood or steel, death or i, truth or forget.
I told you I would start over, but start over takes treasured time,
I could have built a stronger ship, to survive this evil rugged crime.
But treasured time is gone, so I would rather burn and drown,
And take with me all my little secrets to my new under water town.
The boat you promised to last, is layered of sadness of my ashes,
Your daughter’s heart has gone, wait for when the wave crashes.
The only light to be seen is this heart burning light of fire,
Which is slowly burning me, but my water filled boat is the crier.
As my little wooden boat begins to burn and sink and drown,
My legs get weak to collapse and everything starts to settle down,
Its time to go to sleep to burn and go down with my little boat,
Now the sun chose to shine and the coloured rainbow was remote.
And for your own sunshine, someone must drown in this boat,
But this boat you finished I started, so it’s I that wont float.
I will go down with my broken boat, you had nailed together,
Why did I have to drown for you to see it wont last forever.
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