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Beneath the sleep Of open eyes I smile as I slip Into the sea No desperate sight to see for me The visage blurs The rising tide rolls in to meet the sea The moonlight skips Between the waves Each beam a gentle sigh, Goodbye The roaring tide is by your side All these words They drift away A shallow mile Across the bay No empty sight to see for me The rising tide rolls in to meet the sea All these words They drift away A shallow mile Across the bay No endless sight to see for me The rising tide rolls in to meet the sea