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Tides
I used to have a little toy boat
 With maties on the deck
 I'd play with it while the tub
 And say yarg scallywags, shipwreck!
 The maties and I would play and play
 Forgetting every rule
 I'd splash and crash and smash that ship
 While frolicing at the pool
 We'd sail into the sunset skies and
 Never would I think
 I'd feel ever quite as free again
 splashing the maties in the sink
 The ship, the scallywags and I
 Should never be apart
 Because between the sails, the deck and I
 Lied a little piece of my heart
 Then one day I had the whim
 to take them to the beach
 the maties drifted with the tide
 But drifted out of reach
 I struggled, pushing against the waves
 Reaching out in vain
 Salt water splashed into my eyes
 I fought against the pain
 But when the waters got too deep
 I could no longer stand
 Though my legs would kick and search for ground
 my toes could feel no sand
 So I swam backwards towards the beach
 Collapsing on the shore
 And though I gazed out upon miles of blue
 I couldn't see my maties anymore
 Far out on the horizon, Or to the depths
 Did it sink, or maybe float?
 I guess to me, It doesn't matter much
 For My soul's now missing its boat
 For out there now
 Lost at sea, drifting the ocean blue,
 Isn’t just a little old toy ship.
 But my youthful joy, too.

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