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Jan 14
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Keepers of the infinite abyss

I like to live on the bottom of a quarry
In an old and fragile wooden ship
Just like those people from that movie
With only you by my side
So that I’ll know it fits
We’ll be the keepers of the infinite abyss

We often will stay up until morning
And see the sun peak above the horizon
The cold weather outside
Keeps us with blankets round our knees
And a fire burning inside
Holds a lovely desire among the weeds

If were not able to make it without hurt
It might make us feel worse
And I will stay the fool that I am
Hoping for something I don’t understand
But if it gets us where we want
We’ll live in that quarry till our lives end

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