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ARK.

ARK.

Do you remember Monday’s Sundays
We used to run barefoot in the sand
Hope for days like this
To never disappear
And when the sun went down
We used to wish we were never there.

We had fun, in the sun
Saline in our hair
Chastised for kicking sand
We held our lives within our hand
When we lived within the ark.

Those times have come and gone
And what have we become
Tired bones that cannot move
Eyes that never see
Storms have taken toll
But we, we cannot breath
I used to hope that we could make it through.

We had fun …

Remember fathers face
When you told him you had wretched
Think about the devices haunting you
What is all the fuss and who we really are
Do you believe that time has come and gone.

We had fun …

Waking with the sun
Beating hard upon your bared head
Stealing life from you
Well, do you ever wish that that
Could ever come to visit you again.

We had fun …

So the good times that we had
Are once again relieved
Only dreams are made of celluloid
And sand is made of wool
Beyond the oaken door there lies the king.

We had fun …

GRUM

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