[soundcloud url=”https://api.soundcloud.com/tracks/165254389″ params=”color=ff5500&auto_play=false&hide_related=false&show_comments=true&show_user=true&show_reposts=false” width=”500″ height=”90″ iframe=”true” /]I sing you an ocean, and swim to the land
We can make love there, in the white sand
I draw you a mountain, and climb to the top
I scream to the world…
I write you a poem, I hold them
When we have nothing still left stories to tell
I write you a poem, I hold them
When we have nothing still left stories to tell
All comes from nothing, nothing at all
All comes from nothing, nothing, at all
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