She breathes out life lost in the shady patch outback Sways differently now pulled by the weight of recent past Pretending to watch the seeds she cradled grow One thousand quiet seconds in the diving bell All I see is a rented Apartment Is a black spot For an imprint It doesnt count as death But I think I regret it Far from the surface Im wishing you well In the diving bell Building the bridges From under the swell In the diving bell Diving bell H hears the coin toss, wher he stands, casting fate It rings with choices, off stonewalls in his head Not knowing the heights from which they fell Alone, now together in the wishing well All we had was golden Pastures Of a future Of an imprint It doesnt count as death But I think I regret it Far from the surface Im wishing you well In the diving bell Building the bridges From under the swell In the diving bell Far from the surface Im wishing you well In the diving bell Building the bridges From under the swell In the diving bell Diving bell
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