March

I still hear your voice
Inside my dreams
Grasping at unknown surroundings

I'm cool beneath the waves
But the hole where you lay
Burns to the touch

Life trapped in a picture frame
No escape, no one left to blame
But me

I'm cool beneath the waves
But the hole where you lay
Burns to the touch
Pull me away

I can't stand the ocean anymore
I can't stand the ocean anymore

The warmth, retreating, from the room, slowly fading
The closer, you get to, the shoreline, the more it gets disturbed
I can't stand the ocean anymore



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Writer(s): Chapman Keasler
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