Nearly drowned
in a sea of sound
you lay on the ground
and breathed.
With sand between
your teeth.
You start a fight
against the night
and all the lights
begin to glow.
You see the saints.
You see them go.
They go with you.
I see you sitting right there
and you stare, I don't care.
I'm from now on your home.
Your voice comes right out of my mind,
I don't mind, I don't mind.
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