Из альбома: They Spent Their Wild Youthful Days in the Glittering World of the Salons

something surrounds me

the space at the ocean shore

the white crash of the waves

accepting our weakness

there's nothing that says be strong

of strength i'm ashamed

it's all i know

it pulls my way

it seems

accepting our weakness

there's nothing that says be strong

of strength i'm afraid

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