Now dissolve me, two tabs on your tongue
A herd of shepherds to herd the sheep
Sleep now my only one
Broken sweethearts who sleep apart
Both still pine for the other's side spine
Spoon as sleep starts
And pulse to pulse, now shush
She makes the sound
The sound the sea makes to calm me down
I am see-through, soap sliver you're so thin
As I begin rubbing lathers up
Your state worsens on my skin
And gold, fatless finger to lip
One two three four hush
And pulse to pulse, now shush
She makes the sound
The sound the sea makes to calm me down
She makes the sound
The sound the sea makes, I am tired now
She makes the sound the sea makes
Knee-deep in the north sea
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