I'm the thinker and the fisherman and I'm trying to remember when but it makes me dizzy.And I'm sweating, and breathing, and staring and thinking and sinking deeper and it's almost like I'm swimming.
Seems like I've been here before. Seems so familiar. Seems like I'm slipping into a dream within a dream.
It's the way you whisper. It drags me under and takes me home.
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