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There's something magical about these words, they transport you to a memory in time when everything was dandy, fresh and faces were eager, when red rose petals fell comfortably onto your hair as you danced along the roads, and the nights were kind to our jaded souls.


The Atlantic was born today
And I'll tell you how
The clouds above opened up
And let it out

I was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere
When the water filled every hole
And thousands upon thousands made an ocean
Making islands where no island should go
Oh no..

Those people were overjoyed
They took to their boats
I thought it less like a lake
And more like a moat

The rhythm of my footsteps crossing flatlands to your door
Have been silenced forever more.
The distance is quite simply much too far for me to row
It seems farther than ever before
Oh no..

I need you so much closer

♥ XOXO ♥