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I think I’ll drift across the ocean now
Off that crumbly rock
That left etches in all of our feet
Churning, my stomach when I let you pass through
I don’t like the choice you’ve made
She did that a year ago
The dust settles quickly
The thousand mile pass between her and I
But I’m looking up now
and still seeing particles in the air
One block is not enough pass