a Something by SCC
A stream of thoughts I sung along to as I wrote them, not poetry or song or prose. Just thoughts.
Untitled Something
Navy blue
shooting through
the sand on the shor-or-or-or-or-or-ore
and Don't tell me
what I see
when my selves are at w-ar-ar-ar-ar
It's so ea-ea-easy, to pretend you're
pecu- liar
When you're just, confused,
and-oh-so-
re-e-egular
I'm drowning in life
but that's okay
'cause no-one-can-swim- -at-all
Ha-zy, Ha-zy, the sunlight
don't pha-ase me
Ha-zy, Ha-zy, Navy blue
don't phase me either
'Cause you can't have a twinklin' ocean-
- - -
'less you got the sun and the blues
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