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Feb

Your Southern Cross soliloquies
my bottle bottom courage
We’re growing wiser by degrees
and empty by the day
But hope, it’s still afloat, love
though it’s hardly holding water
Funny all the things you think of
when you don’t have much to say

So pen your silent sermon
and we’ll send it out to sea
pretend that fate is undetermined
by the power of our will
‘cause I don’t believe in hell
but I believe that you might save me
and we’re all just shells within ourselves
waiting to be filled

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