the furrowed bed of sand worries again
as it had beforewaves left the land.
for the falling leaves the child weepeing alone
he s letting go of the anchor and all the lines...
waiting for the fingers of the grey wave
of his mother s hand to roll over him
with endless water... 10000 bridges
show me father.
now I m oldernow much older
and this wake can take me out to sea.
and this wake can take me out to sea.
I can see hershe is calling me
I can feel her there...I can feel her there.
waiting for the fingers of the grey wave
or his mother s hand to roll over him
with endless water... 10000 bridges
show me father

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