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Sea of Friends
play lo-fi
play hi-fi
We laid in the grass
and our three heads were touching.
The earth span faster.
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Take charge
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» highest in charts: # 356 (125,759 songs currently listed in Acoustic)
» highest in sub-genre: # 25 (18,848 songs currently listed in Acoustic > Acoustic Rock)
» highest in sub-genre: # 25 (18,848 songs currently listed in Acoustic > Acoustic Rock)
Lyrics
live in a constant traumatic change,
you'll find there's no end to everything strange.
an unending nothing is coming for you,
is this the truth behind everything true?
everything born may face imminent death,
but things that are moving will never find rest.
already different than what you were then,
this seems to happen again and again.
again and again
only relative ends,
imagined stable and permanent pens.
everything living and everything dead,
lost in a sea of improbable friends.
live in a place that's lost all its walls,
lets in the wind and the slow waterfalls.
everyone watching when you change your clothes,
but no one will want to watch you decompose.
looking for logic, good luck, good luck,
behind the curtain there's no one to give a f***.
there are a few things i might recommend,
though none of them matter, illogical friend.
again and again
only relative ends,
imagined stable and permanent pens.
everything living and everything dead,
lost in a sea of improbable friends.
live in a constant traumatic change,
you'll find there's no end to everything strange.
an unending nothing is coming for you,
this is the truth behind everything true.
is this the truth behind everything true?
this is the truth behind everything true.
is this the truth behind everything true?
you'll find there's no end to everything strange.
an unending nothing is coming for you,
is this the truth behind everything true?
everything born may face imminent death,
but things that are moving will never find rest.
already different than what you were then,
this seems to happen again and again.
again and again
only relative ends,
imagined stable and permanent pens.
everything living and everything dead,
lost in a sea of improbable friends.
live in a place that's lost all its walls,
lets in the wind and the slow waterfalls.
everyone watching when you change your clothes,
but no one will want to watch you decompose.
looking for logic, good luck, good luck,
behind the curtain there's no one to give a f***.
there are a few things i might recommend,
though none of them matter, illogical friend.
again and again
only relative ends,
imagined stable and permanent pens.
everything living and everything dead,
lost in a sea of improbable friends.
live in a constant traumatic change,
you'll find there's no end to everything strange.
an unending nothing is coming for you,
this is the truth behind everything true.
is this the truth behind everything true?
this is the truth behind everything true.
is this the truth behind everything true?