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Monday, March 4, 2013

if you build me a boat dont expect me to make the lake


we both rush through the door
swim with the landlocked poor
so close to shore
Taller than the giraffes on the african plains
were shorter than we ever thought
youll see me for a beggar when I get out of this endless envy
All I ever want to be is a fruit orchard
growing while being robbed for its hard work
a couple set backs to assist the planet
 you hand me the oar
we both rush through the door
swim with the landlocked poor
so close to shore
Got all greedy with the motor
turned the boat into a fighter jet
I want to be grounded and submerged
see me in rest
if you build me a boat dont expect me to make the lake
cos it just wont take
I took some ocean away
I took some ocean away
I floated away
I floated ways away

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