She says she has a sea inside her. Sometimes the sea is choppy and frothy and she says things she doesn't mean and sometimes the sea's a perfect blue and the waves lap softly inside her, the gentle noise subtly making us sleepy. If the sea is green, she's not well and needs help and sometimes the sea is stormy and alive and rainy and tears flow inside her and out.
I wonder about the fish in her sea.
I'm going to build her a lighthouse and sit inside it at night.
Dark And Bright
"It's all about sincerity. Once you can fake that, you've got it made."
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Edit as of 26th October 2004
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