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I stand here with vast dreams

Not everything is what it seems

Living in desperation

Suffering with my own creation

I came back here to live...

Standing over the water with a purpose

While they scream below the surface

Watching as the faces fade

I came back here to die...

And the voices questioned why

Living in the cursed waves

As I teach them to behave

I came here for one thing...

To return to the days of glory

Where the fools are beneath my feet

A place they can no longer reach

I came back and the dream was dead...

When I came back it vanished

It was too far behind the tide

The thoughts I envisioned were already created

I came back and the dream was dead!