.Oh, my morning tide
You rise and fall aside
On Sunday
Sunday, Sunday
With every crash you make
You pull and push away
Against the rocky ground
Though I stray for some time
I know I'll come around
I hear the chimes that call
Your ringing seaside crawl.
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