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My mind feels like an ocean

So deep, blue and cold

All calm upon the surface

While beneath...

I've washed up on the shore

And crawled upon the sand

And dried myself of water

And expect...

Well I'm always last to know

But I know what you need

And it's always time to close

Well I know

When I come back to the velvet

The velvet like touch around me

In the hands of the angel

who's kept them all clean

Make them dirty

turning them over to me

Well I'm always last to know

But I know what you need

And it's always time to close

Now I know

Well I'm always last to know

But I know what you need

And it's always time to go

Well I know

Well I'm always last to know

But I know what you need

And it's always time to go