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Thoughts Before Bed....
Bearing east so I can go west,
Guided by wreckage of the Marie Celeste.
Read "Sombrero Fallout" whilst waiting for calm.
Carved chapter 13 in script on my arm.
You, waking up from a dream of the sea,
Safe in the harbour from sailors like me.
You, in the kitchen, waiting on tea,
Whilst I lose the compass to a trick of the sea
Bearing east so I can go west,
Guided by wreckage of the Marie Celeste.
Read "Sombrero Fallout" whilst waiting for calm.
Carved chapter 13 in script on my arm.
You, waking up from a dream of the sea,
Safe in the harbour from sailors like me.
You, in the kitchen, waiting on tea,
Whilst I lose the compass to a trick of the sea