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River splashes against the rocks
And I scale the slope and hope the tracks won't
Lead me down to dark, black pits
Or places where we fall to bits
If she were there, I'd hold her down
I'll push her under while she drowns
And couldn't breathe and call for air
She doesn't care for my despair
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As I stare, an oil wheel comes
Sailing by and I feel like
Growing fins and falling in
With the bricks, the bikes, the rusty tin
I'll swim along without a care
I'm eating sand when I need air
You can bet your life I'll meet a pike
Who'll wolf me down for tea tonight