Since I started seeing I loved watching the water.
a puddle, a lake, or a coast of the sea
Wondering how each would reflect back to me
The pond tells me that raindrops and rock disturb the crap outta me
While a lake says "silly you! you're to small to move me"
And as I stare at the ocean it begins to tell me
"Im endless and deep and chaotic as can be!"
I watch as the river flows on by
I ponder myself Does it begin Does it end?
In the sea or the sky?
Cloudy or opaque or clear as a thought
It's you and me! Blue
Cause your all that I got
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