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"Ocean Avenue"

There’s a place off Ocean Avenue

Where I used to sit and talk with you

We were both 16 and it felt so right

Sleeping all day, staying up all night Staying up all night

There’s a place on the corner of Cherry Street

We would walk on the beach in our bare feet

We were both 18 and it felt so right

Sleeping all day, staying up all night

Staying up all night

If I could find you now things would get better

We could leave this town and run forever

Let your waves crash down on me and take me away

There’s a piece of you that’s here with me

It’s everywhere I go, it’s everything I see

When I sleep, I dream and it gets me by

I can make believe that you’re here tonight

That you’re here tonight

If I could find you now things would get better

We could leave this town and run forever

I know somewhere, somehow we’ll be together

Let your waves crash down on me and take me away

I remember the look in your eyes When I told you that this was goodbye You were begging me not tonight Not here, not now We’re looking up at the same night sky And keep pretending the sun will not rise Be together for one more night Somewhere, somehow

If I could find you now things would get better We could leave this town and run forever I know somewhere, somehow we’ll be together Let your waves crash down on me and take me away

what happen to us? the same beast who reaps the soul swirl within us, the same shady figure that stalks us which brings chills and spooks to our spines through his hallucination and nightmares.  Is this lustfull being conives with our inner inhibition, our passionate desires disrupts the inner reality that strikes us back and makes us alive, it kills humanity, it kills the heart it worships sin… it destroys the soul. every urge pulled every lust lingers,very vanity molded. the same perssimons that depicts our reality, the truth that we should live and to be happy of being alive. yes this is our fate dbattle of the souls are within us, the quest for truth and justice interferes with the wickedness and purity of ones carnal desire… a desire to be desired a desire to be left alone a hope to breath for just once more. is this worth it? as he raise his wrist and pull the blade that signals his presence, from reality… to none… ‘dont think so

rest and peace