Washed Out To Sea

Before my youth is washed out to sea
I’ve got to stand up and proudly be me
And the ages tick like a clock
Only reflecting all that I am not
Coz the seasons keep changing on a wheel
And I keep saying no deal
Coz I know all that I’ll come to be
And it’s only on the surface that you cannot see
What’s brewing eternally

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