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You fingered quicklyon the window wet,“Don’t cave in and don’t you dare forget.”You thought that best,‘cause you could wipe it all away.And in your busy brain you often feltthat you were enveloped by the sea.The trouble seems, to me,that that’s just what you need;a chance to fitthe Atlantic deep in your pockets,where no one can dry you out.You used to drive a lot,alone at night,and head up north,away from sickening light,from shallow sky,to watch the houses all go dark. But now the city lines are farther outand you can’t escapethe maddening, speeding sprawl.You can’t move onLetras de cancionesto somewhere a little less severe.You and I have compromised;that burn in our throats is our own fault.But we are not some ruined clocks,no we move with exacting precision;never too slow. From Letras Mania