Where the sun and the moon meet, in a sky, over a world that never sleeps.
Time for the waves to move, shallow tides to flows intrinsically deep.
Sweeping away garbage, from the days, not so long ago.
Gather the shells, don't let them wash away, they tell the story of today.
Time for the waves to move, shallow tides to flows intrinsically deep.
Sweeping away garbage, from the days, not so long ago.
Gather the shells, don't let them wash away, they tell the story of today.
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