Summer's fall pink petals around me
do you still see green the lost blue sea
does he even know she still loves him.
I will if you can't understand him
sweet my sweet,
Adeline.
Come around him, come around him
there by the sea foam toped waves.
Waves dark afternoon cloudy there is more
more than most ever will see, where we are.
Where we are
is the best, down by the sea where we are.
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