The Sea At Night Does Not Rest

Too tired to rest
I only care
are you out there somewhere
A glass of cheap wine
on the arm of some expensive chair

And do you…
could you think of me sometime
maybe… while I’m still alive

The gravity of your movements
swells the tides of my emotions
and you’ll probably never know
You drag me to ecstasy, then to lowest ebb
and you’ll probably never know

You amaze me with your vagary
I could fall in love so easily
but you won’t let me

Could you think of me sometime
could you think of me sometime
maybe… while we’re still alive…

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