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That Savage Sea

The savage sea comes calling me
In good times and in bad
Reminding me of the friends I lost
And the lovers I once had
But it never comes in the daylight
Never steps out into the dawn
It creeps up on me in the shadowed night
Stealing behind my yawn

So goodnight dear I love you here
In this sordid salty bed
The sheets are stained with blood and tears
But your angry love remains

But the angry sea it never stops
It comes and goes and comes and goes and comes
It stays near to me like a stranger’s tune
Like when the old man starts to hum

I can’t recall when the setting sun
Last dropped below my eye
I guess the savage sea had robbed me
Turning memory into lie

I wish back on that day
When lovers turned to hate
But forget me in the evening
For me it’s just too late

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