Fill the Sea, by Allison McCulloch

Fill the Sea

 
In case of an accident the police are here
Worst case scenario there will be no beer
But things are better than they appear

Tell me everything up til now
How (she/he) left and turned you upside down
Have another drink if your senses allow

	I love the way you say I'm crazy
	So why are you listening to me
	I despise how your eyes are lonely
	With tears that could fill the sea

I want to tell you you look the same
I wanted to say I'm in a losing game
The only problem is where to pass the blame

Pressed for time? Hell I have all day
Or what's left of the sunset's fade
Whether you leave I'm going to stay….

© 9/29/99, Allison McCulloch

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