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When life becomes a
sea of pain And every moment agony I must endure again, again, It is a curse to have to be. And every moment agony, And every longing fixed on death; It is a curse to have to be And fight by instinct for each breath. And every longing fixed on death Even as I must go on And fight by instinct for each breath, Sailing thus, though loved, alone. Even as I must go on, You watch me helpless from the shore; Sailing thus, though loved, alone, I need you with me all the more. You watch me helpless from the shore As I endure again, again; I need you with me all the more When life becomes a sea of pain. Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use. Audio and Video Music: Outcast. |