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if water wasn't wet,..
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the new ones i copuld fill th eocean with my treears
would you drink from it>?
bathe in it?
stand in awe,
and feel so small next to it?
i could fill your heart wit ha world of my tears
you would yu stop to acknowlege it?
yet every little drop, i
i know i counted
and counted upon
to cleasn a mournful song
that bleeds in my soul
and settles in my life
oh can you hear the tear drops falling
they are releasing and freeing
they are helping a stone heart beating
they are th egut of fresh air, pure and clean
that i swashing over,
washing over,
washing all over a top of me
