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I & You

I

Keep going back and forth 

You

Keep beating down the door

Ebb and flow amidst the moon tides,

You

Cast your net and trap a bird's eye

I

Want to dock on solid ground here

You 

Push me overboard and steer clear

Know my home land when I see it

You 

Will never stop to let me grieve it.

◄ Cigarette Stomps

Frustrated Funeral Director ►

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