The Pearl
I need you round the middle
A soft and tender line
I need you round the middle
I'm not a broken boy
I come from out there
I'm not a golden brother
I'm not a hopeless son
Go sailing towards the sine wave
And sailing towards the pearl
That told you my name
And so they don't hide
And say it won't come
I'll leave my blinds up
My lights on
I'm growing round the middle
You'll grow up with the tide
I'll come apart in pieces
Return with twice this life
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