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This was our stormy ending
Water sank our boats
Shouldn’t we oh shouldn’t we
Throw our hopes into the ocean
The ocean
The warm grey seaTell me or
Kick me or
Hold me or
Please believeThis is their busted future
And this is our dream
Which one do you
Believe in, believe in, believe in, believe in
Together, together, together, together
Never to retreat
Mystery and wonder
Messy hearts made of thunderSomewhere there’s a soldier
Sleeping in a field
Somewhere there’s a mother, a mother, a mother, a mother, a mother, a motherPlease believe in gentle dreams
The sweetness of people
Whistling in their sleepThe angels in your palm
Sing gentle worried songs
And the sweetness of our dreams
Like mountains made of steam