on some faraway beach
given the chance i'll die like a baby, on some far away beach, when the season's over, unlikely i'll be remembered, as the tide brushes sand in my eyes, i'll drift away, cast up on a plateau with only one memory, a single syllable, oh lie low, lie low, lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie, lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie, lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie
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