Your shore

Standard

Somewhere three lands meet
In one point far out there on the sea
A strange little line
That borders the soul of me

I am sinking
I am sinking
And it is slowly sinking in
That all I have been thinking
Sends me crashing upon your shore

The rich multitude of potency
In that  delusion of our time
That rare occurrence
When all planets are aligned

I am sinking
I am sinking
And it is slowly sinking in
That all I have been thinking
Sends me crashing upon your shore

With three steps are we connected
Like water rippled by the stone
All is  but one part
We play together alone

I am sinking
I am sinking
And it is slowly sinking in
That all I have been thinking
Sends me crashing upon your shore

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