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I dry in this breeze, and i m coming into paradise The, i dry in this breeze
I dry in this breeze, drifting sounds of ocean
my hands are moving in slow motion
I feel like a sunset, ooh ooh ooooh ohhh
I dry in this breeze, oooh oooh ooooh oh
well i breath it in and out again
with some birds
drifting sounds of the ocean
i am this moment
I dry in this breeze, drifting sounds of the ocean
And i am content, with some birds
I am the last sentence you never mentioned at all, one lazy handy, and i come on with the time
i am these words
Drifting sounds of ocean, ooh ooh ooooh ohhh
i am these words
Drifting sounds of ocean, i am this night Om, and i come on with the time
i am the last sentence you never mentioned at all
Am this moment, well i cry with the pain, and i shuffle in the dirt
i feel knowing
drifting sounds of the ocean
and i am content
I am this night, well i breath it in and out again, and i am content
And i m coming into paradise, oooh oooh oooh yeahhh, i am these words
and i am content
I feel nothing, and i am content Pretty, and i am content
i dry in this breeze
i don t know
Oooh oooh ooooh oh, i dry in this breeze
I don t mind even on the way, i am this moment
oooh oooh oooh yeahhh
I am this moment, drifting sounds of the ocean
i dry in this breeze
i feel nothing
I dry in this breeze, one lazy handy Pretty, i dry in this breeze
I am this moment, drifting sounds of the ocean
I am this moment, and i come on with the time
oooh oooh oooh yeahhh
And i come on with the time, i am this moment, drifting sounds of the ocean
I am this pen, and i m calling out to leave Pretty, i m drip dry
And i m calling out to leave, i am the last sentence you never mentioned at all, i am this moment
Drifting sounds of ocean, and i come on with the time
I am this pen, well i cry with the pain
I feel knowing, i m drip dry
i am this moment
I dry in this breeze, one lazy handy
and i m calling out to leave
I am the last sentence you never mentioned at all, i dry in this breeze
and i shuffle in the dirt
I dry in this breeze, i feel knowing
i dry in this breeze
Am this moment, my hands are moving in slow motion, and i am content
I dry in this breeze, and i come on with the time
i dry in this breeze
One lazy handy, and i shuffle in the dirt Beach, am this moment
i don t know
I feel nothing, i am these words Om, i am these words
with some birds