This Is Where Souls Need To Thaw Out

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This is where souls need to thaw out
Nothing cool about the damn boat
Sucking at my will to exist
Can’t think of jumping, I can’t float
Where are those precious islands
I’ve heard such enchanted tales
I need something to fill my mind
Clutching the rails through the gales

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She Was Telling Stories About Her Darker Creases

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She was telling stories about her darker creases
Seaside jaunts with a tireless string of boys
Social classifications leaving us feeling abused
Systematically wearing down a soul without any noise
Searching for fun in spite of former cuts & bruises
Sensations nearing proportions of hazy juvenile tales
Snapping to after another round of spirited friends
Sold on a notion even though our memory may fail
Sandy journeys bring us back to where we were lost
Still meandering around the area we remember most
Striking out to change the way our life unfolded
Stagnant when we finally return back from the coast