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by Flying Omelette
The cold wind howls
Like the call of the unknown
Without a sound,
I begin to walk alone
Upon the sea I'll drift
Away from here as time shifts
I'll wade into the tide
And vanish in the foam
Now I ask if what I'd seen was for real
Was it a dream?
It would seem that I was wrong
I don't know
Just how far to go
All I see are
Feathers in the ocean...
I'm in despair
On this shore I am marooned
I sit and stare
At the distant sun and moon
Upon the cliffs I watch
As waves batter these jagged rocks
I stare out at the sea
And hope I'll see you soon
And as I watch the sun go down
I stand up and turn around
I begin to walk away
One last gaze...
Over my shoulder
And all I see
Are feathers in the ocean...
All I see
Are feathers in the ocean
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