The Withering Abalone Song

Everything you used to need was always close at hand
You danced along the ocean floor in a castle in the sand
Then the sickness came for you, it haunts you from inside
Your strength is gone, you drift along, with nowhere left to hide
Don't wither away, sweet abalone
It's not what it seems, these bad ocean dreams
Now your future's in the hands of your enemy
You're praying that they'll learn to change, or just to leave you be
Don't wither away, sweet abalone
It's not what it seems, these bad ocean dreams
Don't wither away, sweet abalone
It's not what it seems, these bad ocean dreams



Credits
Writer(s): Kelly Miller, Kevin Burnett, Kyle Burnett
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