the wind whips up
the white caps
ripping your hat off
to fly back floats out
sinks beneath the froth
spray soaking your hair
blearing your eyes
you drink without a cup
these are the days
most dont give a thought of
the white caps
ripping your hat off
to fly back floats out
sinks beneath the froth
spray soaking your hair
blearing your eyes
you drink without a cup
these are the days
most dont give a thought of
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