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The sun. The sea. The salt. The sand.
The calling summer’s soft demand
Though tethered to the mother’s hand
The ground’s too hot, must run not stand
What can I do?
Nothing at all.
The sky’s so big
And I’m so small.
Shifting dunes to pepper the skin.
Wiry grass that is razor thin.
Heat so dry it distorts the wind,
Burning the eye, shrinking the skin.
What can I do?
Nothing at all.
The sky’s so big
And I’m so small.
Laughing laughter the water’s cool
Kicking spray in this living pool
Dwarfed in size by the blue sky’s rule
Shaken and cold now nature’s fool
What can I do?
Nothing at all.
The sky’s so big
And I’m so small.
Frightened of you. Frightened of me.
By such simple things like a tree.
Reality is far different
Than I had dreamed that it would be.
What can I do?
Nothing at all.
The sky’s so big
And I’m so small.
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Recorded and Produced by IXNAY
Mastered by IXNAY