The Ocean of My Eye

Like those two masks you wear
In your two states
Pennsylvania and Jersey are flooded

According to you, we're all gonna drown
So why not bring them down with us?

You're a century-old cog
That kept turning out of self-hate
You drunk sent me your pigeon
And it arrived late

But it was out of love!
At least it felt that way
So I tied around a dollar bill
And sent it on its way

Thank god we can't fly
I like you far away
You are the ocean of my eye
And swim in them every day
I feel like I could die knowing
What you're really like

Writing from my island
I use an old fashioned way
A message a soda can
I threw it to the waves
It floated past the buildings
And the parking garage housing
We're on two sides of this thing
With a puddle in our way

Thank god we can't fly
I like you far away
You are the ocean of my eye
And swim in them every day
I feel like I could die knowing
What you're really like



Credits
Writer(s): Aidan Rogers
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