Hot tuna

Sea child

Hot tuna
Daily things fall off like water,
falling down like summer rain
We see each other in confusion
Wonder why we came today.
Sittin' lonely in our prison,
lookin' out for ways to sail
What we'd be without confusion,
in our less uncommon way.
Through your hair across my eyes,
the twilight shafts in soft surprise
Reminds me once again how nice,
it is to be with you.
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