i see everything
and every morning sees me
every touch deceives me
every color reads me
i see everything
and every evening sees me
every road receives me
no one ever needs me
like flowers in the morning
and brown bottles at night
every thought is past and future
nothing is tonight
there's a message in this bottle
throw it out to sea
throw it out to see
if it comes back to me
there's a message in this bottle
i'm drinking it to see
i'm drinking it to sea
if oceans can be free
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