by GFLee
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by GFLee
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The children are walking back from the beach Sun on the sidewalk is burning their feet Washing the salt off under the shower And just wasting away, wasting away The hours and hours and hours Come on, climb over your father's back fence For the very last time we'll take the shortcut across his lawn Then lie together on the estuary bed Perfectly still, perfectly warm Sleep no more Sleep is dead Sleep no more on the estuary bed Ache no more Old skin is shed Sleep no more on the estuary bed I see you still I know not rest Silt returns along the passage of flesh I hear your voice I taste the salt I bear the stain, it won't wash off I hold you not But I see you still What use eyesight if it should melt? What use memory covered in estuary silt? I know your shape Our limbs entwined I know your name, remember mine Sleep no more Sleep is dead Sleep no more on the estuary bed Ache no more Old skin is shed Sleep no more on the estuary bed
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