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Your crime... denied by the seabecome... the grimmest memorywhile I... am picturing the sharkand whale... both swimming in the darkBut my love I'm excitedwe have no where to gobut my love I'm excitedand our steps softly glowYou say... that when you close your eyesyou see... red eagle in flightour gripes... fade slowly like a bugand you... extend your little armsOh my love I'm excitedthe earth will slowly mould herbut my love I'm excitedbecause we will get older From Letras Mania