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Fish Out of Water

I used to sit up all night

With the lyrics in my hand like a prayerbook

Maybe no-one ever writes

Songs like that these days or it’s me that’s changed

But anyway I never have the time

I never seem to have the time these days

And I feel like a fish out of water trying to breathe

Twisting and turning but the water is out of my reach

You could say that it’s just how life goes but I still dream

Of rivers running out to the open sea

We used to lie awake all night

And talk until the daylight filled the room

Maybe there’s nothing left to say

Or maybe there’s just too much else to do

Well anyway we never have the time

We never seem to have the time these days

And I feel like a fish out of water trying to breathe

Twisting and turning but the water is out of my reach

You could say that it’s just how life goes but I still dream

Of rivers running out to the open sea

Cool dark river, cool dark stream

Take me with you out to open sea

 

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