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Bunny watching the sunrise
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the bridge home under the falling sun
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there's a place untouched
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confessions of a teen-aged girl
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fragile
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"Someday Soon"
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the way the blue could pull me in If they only would at least I'd lose this sense of sensing something else that hides away
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sassy seagull
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last night I looked out the window, ran downstairs, chased the sun and pretended you were here.
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I must examine my breath and look inside because I feel blind, because I feel blind
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I woke up so late. Some of these dreams I don't want to share. I grabbed my shell, barely awake and laid it in the morning sun.
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You have made a blind man see. First salvation then temptation, haunted by the memories
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carry me away out to sea under stars so bright as far as one could see
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all my whispers were swept away with the wind before they were ever heard
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I've been drifting on this wave so long I don't know if it's already crashed on the shore
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we thought we had missed the sunset but we really didn't miss a thing
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all day long the waves danced and danced making me forget the tide would soon take them away
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sometimes I'm just not in the mood to fly
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all wonderful things can only be found beyond one's expectations
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make time stand still and I will promise you the world
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time will take my heart and carry it out to sea where life is pure and love is free
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where ever life takes me I hope I won't be alone
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far away from home but not to far away
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If you smile at me you know I will understand cause that is something everybody everywhere does In the same language
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when I was a young girl, I asked Santa to bring me only one thing, a surf board
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you've built your refuge turns you captive all the same
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make believe it's summer
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making memories
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I’ve given up trying to understand matters of the heart. My head never wins.
