Shamonic Youth from Rocket Season by Yr Poetry

Didn't you know the ocean is broken. Drowning the beaches, encroaching the sand.
Didn't you know the ocean is fighting a war with the land.
Didn't you know his tact is practised. Mirror rehearsed he's Thurston for Moore.
Didn't you know his tact is polite for -show me the door-

So where you start is down to random luck.
But you can't blame yr friends for where you end up.
Catch you sighing but I won't ask why.
There are no great endings, there is no good good bye.

Didn't you know the joke is the choking, everything ends and all we are dies.
Didn't you know the joke is the lands are choking the skies.

So where you start is down to random luck.
But you can't blame yr friends for where you end up.
Catch you sighing but I won't ask why.
There are no great endings, there is no good good bye.

Didn't you know the ocean is broken.
Drowning the beaches, encroaching the sand.
Didn't you know the ocean is fighting a war with the land. I
It's where you start.

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