passages
de marin county lighthouse keeper
Say it's true
Pink and blue
I can share your situation
Keeping hold on our
Emotions they
Will only make us cry
And you go
But I don't know
What you know
It ain't so serious anyway
When the clouds arrive we'll live on Ocean Drive
Don't know why
You're so blue
The suns gonna shine on everything you do
And the sky
Is so blue
The suns gonna shine on everything you do
He left you
Black and blue
Wthout a word of explanation
And he took your love
For granted and
He left you and high dry
But you know
Someday
Well you'll wonder what
You see in him anyway
When that day arrives we'll live on Ocean Drive
Don't know why
Youre so blue
The suns gonna shine on everything you do
And the sky
Is so blue
The suns gonna shine on everything you do
Don't know why
Youre so blue
The suns gonna shine on everything you do
And the sky
Is so blue
The suns gonna shine on everything you do
Don't know why
Youre so blue
The suns gonna shine on everything you do
And the sky
Is so blue
The suns gonna shine on everything you do
Más canciones de marin county lighthouse keeper
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i want to give you everything
objects washed up on the shore, the waves returned to me, i kept safe in my hands
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underwater i can still see the coast so i know i am not far
farallon islands refuge
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faraway / i don't want to feel like this anymore
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stranded goat on little lighthouse hill
farallon islands refuge
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visions of the devil's teeth at night
farallon islands refuge
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adapting
farallon islands refuge
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filling the island's first garden with your favorite flowers
farallon islands refuge
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marine terrace and everyone i knew
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return
farallon islands refuge
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no longer feeling
postcards from san francisco
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i extend a hello and hear back an empty echo
keeper's log
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(at the bottom of the ocean) a thousand bottled messages, written in your name
point reyes national seashore
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leaving
postcards from san francisco
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ink overflows without leaving a stain
keeper's log
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can't stay here
postcards from san francisco
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a map for a place that doesn't exist
objects washed up on the shore, the waves returned to me, i kept safe in my hands
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the memory holds onto me, i try to set it free
keeper's log
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infinite glass stones
objects washed up on the shore, the waves returned to me, i kept safe in my hands
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Great Day
in transit
