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Overboard Riding the crest over the trees Spinning out of control No lifesaver Nothing that sweet. Bobbing up and down And all around. The currents got me I can't reach the shore. I think I see you And the sandy beach, But you are just out of reach. No surfboard to bring me in and so I am destined to ride the crest forevermore, wondering Is my place here out in the sea Or on the shore with thee. |
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